Yesterday when I dropped Chicken Little off at daycare, I witnessed the most beautiful act of love. Chicken Little's daycare provider was sending her husband off to work through the back door as we entered through the front.
As she shut the door behind him, she called "I love you and hope you have a blessed day." She closed the door, as as she was locking it, with her eyes closed she began to pray. "Keep him safe and bless him today. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen."
I was touched. I can see her doing this each morning as she sends him off. I can even see her doing the same for each child as she sends them home in the evening.
We couldn't ask for anyone better to care for our child.
Pray for your loved one's today!!!!
Friday, December 18, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Chicken Scratchings
It's been a while since my last post, so while I had a few minutes this morning, I figured I'd catch you all up on what's been going on over in the chicken coop.
Chicken Little had an appointment with an ENT yesterday. The appointment couldn't have come at a better time. Her daycare provider Miss "P" called Monday because she was acting different (constant crying and screaming out). Those of you who know our little princess know that she's not one to carry one like that--especially in a crowd...lol. Miss P even called Monday night to check on Chicken Little. That meant so much to me. I felt she was loved at daycare and well cared for, but now I KNOW!!
Anyway, I was very impressed with the ENT. I saw Dr. "N" when I was a child and liked him, but now that I'm a mother, he was even more appealing. :) I did not realize what a devout Christian Dr. N was.
As we were walking down the hallway to the exam room, there was a painting that caught my eye. It depicted a doctor preforming surgery and the image of Jesus Christ behind him, hand on his shoulder, guiding him through the surgery. I thought WOW!! A doctor who would allow such. So many doctors today have a "God complex", that I guess I was surprised to see such in an office.
When Dr. N came in, we talked about the multiple ear infections. Chicken Little has alot of fluid build up in her right ear. I was so glad that the doctor wasn't "TUBES, TUBES, TUBES!!" He wanted to try her on a stronger round of antibiotics to see how she reacted, before we discussed surgery. He even made comment (and I wish I could remember his EXACT words) about the Lord working through him and in his office. He said something in the way of not making decisions in haste, that he waited and God would guide his decisions. I WAS AMAZED!!! I felt such at ease. We go back on the 7th of Dec for another check-up!
I feel like I'm rambling along here but so much has been going on lately. Papa Rooster and I have been closed lately than "normal". I wake up every morning feeling so loved!!!!--I go to bed that way too!!! :) <3
I'm in the process of planing Chicken Little's 1st birthday party. Can you believe she's almost 1?!?! It's so hard to believe that a year ago I was anxiously awaiting her arrival. Now she's here and since she's growing up, baby fever has set in again.
Part of me feels like I should just stick with what I have. Working full time, and not getting home until late, leaves me feeling like she doesn't get enough of my time. What would I do with two!?!? :) But then I look back at all the baby pictures and I miss being pregnant and miss holding that sweet little baby. So we're "TALKING" about it. One day we're both on board with the idea. The next day we say let's wait until Chicken Little is 18mos or so, then Papa Rooster says it took almost 2 years to conceive Chicken Little, and maybe we should start trying now... We just can't make up our minds--but then again it's not up to us. I guess it'll happen in God's timing!
Enough scratchings for now! Everyone have a good day. Hope to see some of you tonight!!!
Chicken Little had an appointment with an ENT yesterday. The appointment couldn't have come at a better time. Her daycare provider Miss "P" called Monday because she was acting different (constant crying and screaming out). Those of you who know our little princess know that she's not one to carry one like that--especially in a crowd...lol. Miss P even called Monday night to check on Chicken Little. That meant so much to me. I felt she was loved at daycare and well cared for, but now I KNOW!!
Anyway, I was very impressed with the ENT. I saw Dr. "N" when I was a child and liked him, but now that I'm a mother, he was even more appealing. :) I did not realize what a devout Christian Dr. N was.
As we were walking down the hallway to the exam room, there was a painting that caught my eye. It depicted a doctor preforming surgery and the image of Jesus Christ behind him, hand on his shoulder, guiding him through the surgery. I thought WOW!! A doctor who would allow such. So many doctors today have a "God complex", that I guess I was surprised to see such in an office.
When Dr. N came in, we talked about the multiple ear infections. Chicken Little has alot of fluid build up in her right ear. I was so glad that the doctor wasn't "TUBES, TUBES, TUBES!!" He wanted to try her on a stronger round of antibiotics to see how she reacted, before we discussed surgery. He even made comment (and I wish I could remember his EXACT words) about the Lord working through him and in his office. He said something in the way of not making decisions in haste, that he waited and God would guide his decisions. I WAS AMAZED!!! I felt such at ease. We go back on the 7th of Dec for another check-up!
I feel like I'm rambling along here but so much has been going on lately. Papa Rooster and I have been closed lately than "normal". I wake up every morning feeling so loved!!!!--I go to bed that way too!!! :) <3
I'm in the process of planing Chicken Little's 1st birthday party. Can you believe she's almost 1?!?! It's so hard to believe that a year ago I was anxiously awaiting her arrival. Now she's here and since she's growing up, baby fever has set in again.
Part of me feels like I should just stick with what I have. Working full time, and not getting home until late, leaves me feeling like she doesn't get enough of my time. What would I do with two!?!? :) But then I look back at all the baby pictures and I miss being pregnant and miss holding that sweet little baby. So we're "TALKING" about it. One day we're both on board with the idea. The next day we say let's wait until Chicken Little is 18mos or so, then Papa Rooster says it took almost 2 years to conceive Chicken Little, and maybe we should start trying now... We just can't make up our minds--but then again it's not up to us. I guess it'll happen in God's timing!
Enough scratchings for now! Everyone have a good day. Hope to see some of you tonight!!!
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
White Lie Cake
Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events:
Emily was to bake a cake for the Church Ladies, but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix and quickly make it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack up for church camp.
When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed, "Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake!" This cake was so important to Emily because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. She found it in the bathroom--a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect. And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Emily woke her daughter and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home.
When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found the attractive, perfect cake had already been sold. Mary grabbed her cell phone and called her mom. Emily was horrified--she was beside herself! Everyone would know! What would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed!!!
All night Emily lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.
The next day, she promised herself she would try not to think about the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a fellow church member and try to have a good time. She did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than once looked down her nose at the fact that Emily was a single parent and not from the founding families of the church, but having already RSVP'd, she couldn't think of a believable excuse to stay home.
The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old south and to Emily's horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert! Emily felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "what a beautiful cake!"
Emily, still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say, "Why thank you. I baked it myself."
Little white lies can get us in trouble as well as embarrass us!!!!
Emily was to bake a cake for the Church Ladies, but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix and quickly make it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack up for church camp.
When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed, "Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake!" This cake was so important to Emily because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. She found it in the bathroom--a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect. And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Emily woke her daughter and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home.
When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found the attractive, perfect cake had already been sold. Mary grabbed her cell phone and called her mom. Emily was horrified--she was beside herself! Everyone would know! What would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed!!!
All night Emily lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing fingers at her and talking about her behind her back.
The next day, she promised herself she would try not to think about the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a fellow church member and try to have a good time. She did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than once looked down her nose at the fact that Emily was a single parent and not from the founding families of the church, but having already RSVP'd, she couldn't think of a believable excuse to stay home.
The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old south and to Emily's horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert! Emily felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "what a beautiful cake!"
Emily, still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the hostess (who was a prominent church member) say, "Why thank you. I baked it myself."
Little white lies can get us in trouble as well as embarrass us!!!!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
What mother taught me...
Ran across this on a website and just had to share. Have a great day!!!
25 THINGS MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME
1. My mother taught me: TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE .
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."
2. My mother taught me: RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."
3. My mother taught me: TIME TRAVEL .
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle ofnext week!"
4. My mother taught me: LOGIC.
" Because I said so, that's why."
5. My mother taught me: MORE LOGIC .
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not goingto the store with me."
6. My mother taught me: FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."
7. My mother taught me: IRONY
"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."
8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS .
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."
9. My mother taught me: CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"
10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."
11. My mother taught me: WEATHER .
"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."
12. My mother taught me: HYPOCRISY.
"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"
13. My mother taught me: THE CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."
14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"
15. My mother taught me: ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don'thave
wonderful parents like you do."
16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
"Just wait until we get home."
17. My mother taught me: RECEIVING .
"You are going to get it when you get home!"
18. My mother taught me: MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."
19. My mother taught me: ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"
20. My mother taught me: HUMOR.
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."
21. My mother taught me: HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT .
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."
22. My mother taught me: GENETICS.
"I swear you're just like your father."
23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"
24. My mother taught me: WISDOM ..
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."
25. And my favorite: My MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT JUSTICE
"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"
Just thought everyone could use a good laugh....
25 THINGS MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME
1. My mother taught me: TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE .
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."
2. My mother taught me: RELIGION.
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."
3. My mother taught me: TIME TRAVEL .
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle ofnext week!"
4. My mother taught me: LOGIC.
" Because I said so, that's why."
5. My mother taught me: MORE LOGIC .
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not goingto the store with me."
6. My mother taught me: FORESIGHT.
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."
7. My mother taught me: IRONY
"Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."
8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS .
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper."
9. My mother taught me: CONTORTIONISM.
"Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"
10. My mother taught me about STAMINA.
"You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."
11. My mother taught me: WEATHER .
"This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."
12. My mother taught me: HYPOCRISY.
"If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"
13. My mother taught me: THE CIRCLE OF LIFE.
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."
14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION.
"Stop acting like your father!"
15. My mother taught me: ENVY.
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don'thave
wonderful parents like you do."
16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION.
"Just wait until we get home."
17. My mother taught me: RECEIVING .
"You are going to get it when you get home!"
18. My mother taught me: MEDICAL SCIENCE.
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."
19. My mother taught me: ESP.
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"
20. My mother taught me: HUMOR.
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."
21. My mother taught me: HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT .
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."
22. My mother taught me: GENETICS.
"I swear you're just like your father."
23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS.
"Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"
24. My mother taught me: WISDOM ..
"When you get to be my age, you'll understand."
25. And my favorite: My MOTHER TAUGHT ME ABOUT JUSTICE
"One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"
Just thought everyone could use a good laugh....
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
FROM THE MOUTHS OF BABES
After reading a post by "PEACEFUL LIVES" earlier today, I came across this. Children have a way of understand things in a different way than adults.
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want more kids. --Lori, age 8
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.--Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure
One the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.--Martin, age 10
WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.--Craig, age 9
WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
When they're rich.--Pam, age 7
The law says you have to be 18, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.--Curt, age 7
The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.--Harry, age 8
IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.--Anita, age 9
HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there? --Kelvin, age 8
And the #1 Favorite is.......
HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck. --Ricky, age 10 (wise beyond his years)
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want more kids. --Lori, age 8
WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.--Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure
One the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.--Martin, age 10
WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.--Craig, age 9
WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
When they're rich.--Pam, age 7
The law says you have to be 18, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.--Curt, age 7
The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.--Harry, age 8
IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.--Anita, age 9
HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there? --Kelvin, age 8
And the #1 Favorite is.......
HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck. --Ricky, age 10 (wise beyond his years)
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Don't try this at home...
The adventures at the Chicken Coop never cease to amaze me. We always have something crazy happening somewhere on our farm. Last night it was in the house!!!
Those of you who know me personally know that I can't stick with the same hair color/style for long. Papa Rooster says every 4-6 weeks he always lays next to a different woman...lol. My hair has been long, it's been curly, it's had the "flip", and now it's short. I was born a dark brunette, but have been every color in the book. Very rarely the same color twice in a row. So now after canceling my hair appt yesterday due to being out of town for my job, I decided to just color my hair myself.
This is by no means my first time coloring my own hair. Up until about a year ago, this was the method. I purchased my 
color...Garneir Nutrisse Soft Black (Sweet Cola). Something dark to remove the fading chuncky honey and copper highlights I had put in about 5 weeks ago. I've been this color before (so something very very similar), so home I go...
color...Garneir Nutrisse Soft Black (Sweet Cola). Something dark to remove the fading chuncky honey and copper highlights I had put in about 5 weeks ago. I've been this color before (so something very very similar), so home I go...I put the baby to bed and proceeded to the bathroom. I've done this so many times I don't even read the instructions. Slide on the laytex gloves, open the applicator bottle, squeeze in the color from tube, break open the avocado oil and pour in. Shake the bottle to mix. Twist off applicator tip. Begin working into hair.
Finish, look at clock, note time. I now have to wait 15-20 minutes. I walk in the living room and chat with Papa Rooster for a bit. When time's up, I return to the bathroom, towel in hand.
I turn on the water in the bathtub. Bent over the tub, head under the faucet, I glance down at the black water rising closer and closer the the rim...
I wiggle the lever to unstop the tub...NOTHING. I frantically wiggle it again...IT'S BROKEN. In a bit of a panic, I grab my towel, run to the kitchen to get a screwdriver to unscrew the broken piece. NO SCREWDRIVER. Quick, think. BUTTERKNIFE!
I break one screw loose, but the other is too tight for the butterknife to budge. PAPA ROOSTER, HELP!!!!!!!
While he is working on the broken lever stopper, I resort the the kitchen to wash the remaining dye from my hair. I wrap my head in my towel and proceed to the bedroom to dry my hair. When I'm finished drying my hair, I look in the mirror and see......
A BAD ELVIS WIG!!!! LOL. It's much darker than the "Sweet Cola" the box promised, but it's not that bad. It is much different than the lighter 'do I've been sporting lately, so it will take some getting used to. But at the end of the day, it's just hair! Bad cuts will grow back, bad color will fade, and it will be all to do over again!!!
Hope everyone has a great day!!!!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Cheap, Effective Beauty Advice
I came across this while on a social networking site this morning. I liked it so I'm sharing will all my blogg-y friends.
1) For attractive lips, Speak words of kindness. "A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver" Proverbs 25:11
2) For lovely eyes, Seek out the good in people. "He who seeks good finds goodwill, but evil comes to him who searches for it." Proverbs 11:27
3) For a slim figure, Share your food with the hungry. "If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat; if he is thirsty, give him water to drink." Proverbs 25:21
4) For beautiful hair, Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day. "...your children like olive plants all around your table." Psalm 128:3
5) For poise, Walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone... " Teach me knowledge and good judgment, for I believe in your commands." Psalm 119:66
I work in a public setting, where I see people go in and out all day long. And I have to admit I am a people watcher. I notice everything--from the shoes they have on to the pink streak in the jet black Mohawk...lol :P
Have you ever seen an amazingly beautiful woman (or handsome man) open their mouth and turn into complete ogres?!? One foul word, one nasty attitude, one mean gesture...that's all it takes to turn beauty into the beast.
This week take time to work on your appearance--INward appearance that is. Beautify your heart through God and you outward appearance will radiate too!!!
1) For attractive lips, Speak words of kindness. "A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver" Proverbs 25:11
2) For lovely eyes, Seek out the good in people. "He who seeks good finds goodwill, but evil comes to him who searches for it." Proverbs 11:27
3) For a slim figure, Share your food with the hungry. "If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat; if he is thirsty, give him water to drink." Proverbs 25:21
4) For beautiful hair, Let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day. "...your children like olive plants all around your table." Psalm 128:3
5) For poise, Walk with the knowledge you'll never walk alone... " Teach me knowledge and good judgment, for I believe in your commands." Psalm 119:66
I work in a public setting, where I see people go in and out all day long. And I have to admit I am a people watcher. I notice everything--from the shoes they have on to the pink streak in the jet black Mohawk...lol :P
Have you ever seen an amazingly beautiful woman (or handsome man) open their mouth and turn into complete ogres?!? One foul word, one nasty attitude, one mean gesture...that's all it takes to turn beauty into the beast.
This week take time to work on your appearance--INward appearance that is. Beautify your heart through God and you outward appearance will radiate too!!!
Thursday, August 20, 2009
What a week!!!
This has been one of the most hectic weeks!!
Monday I worked in a differenet department, where I stayed busy ALL day. Papa Rooster rose before the chickens--4am--in order to read meters.
Chicken Little has been cutting teeth for almost a week now. We've experienced the fussiness and loss of appetite, but that seemed to be all up until yesterday.
Yesterday Papa Rooster was called to Mimi's house for some major clean-up. Chicken Little became sick--all over Mimi. I'm very proud of Papa Rooster. He helped clean her up and even changed her clothes and diaper while Mimi showered. (Mind you, he has a pretty weak stomach). He even managed to get the little wiggle worm's clothes back on her the second time...lol.
I can just see him fighting with the button down sleeper he was putting her in. (She has soiled all of her other clothing) Chicken Little twisting this way and that, squirming about everywhere. One leg in, one leg out. One arm in, two legs out. Laughing at daddy the whole time.
*And for my church friends...I hate we missed last night, but we just wanted to make sure it wasn't a virus. Oh how I'd hate to pass along a bug.*
Anyway, by around 7:30pm she was feeling somewhat better. Slept pretty well and was happy to arrive at Mimi's this morning. We're keeping her diet pretty bland today (as if baby food had some wonderful flavoring anyway LOL) just to see how she does.
I'm hoping it was just an upset stomach from the sinus drainage and teething.
Oh, and this morning we have 2 new teeth. They have finally broke the skin!!! I can't believe how fast they grow! I even bought a birthday present for her yesterday!!!!
Monday I worked in a differenet department, where I stayed busy ALL day. Papa Rooster rose before the chickens--4am--in order to read meters.
Chicken Little has been cutting teeth for almost a week now. We've experienced the fussiness and loss of appetite, but that seemed to be all up until yesterday.
Yesterday Papa Rooster was called to Mimi's house for some major clean-up. Chicken Little became sick--all over Mimi. I'm very proud of Papa Rooster. He helped clean her up and even changed her clothes and diaper while Mimi showered. (Mind you, he has a pretty weak stomach). He even managed to get the little wiggle worm's clothes back on her the second time...lol.
I can just see him fighting with the button down sleeper he was putting her in. (She has soiled all of her other clothing) Chicken Little twisting this way and that, squirming about everywhere. One leg in, one leg out. One arm in, two legs out. Laughing at daddy the whole time.
*And for my church friends...I hate we missed last night, but we just wanted to make sure it wasn't a virus. Oh how I'd hate to pass along a bug.*
Anyway, by around 7:30pm she was feeling somewhat better. Slept pretty well and was happy to arrive at Mimi's this morning. We're keeping her diet pretty bland today (as if baby food had some wonderful flavoring anyway LOL) just to see how she does.
I'm hoping it was just an upset stomach from the sinus drainage and teething.
Oh, and this morning we have 2 new teeth. They have finally broke the skin!!! I can't believe how fast they grow! I even bought a birthday present for her yesterday!!!!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
GROWTH
I'm sitting at a fellow Christian's desk today. While looking at the pictures of her three young boys under the Bible she keeps on her desk, I come across a small piece of paper. It reads:
GROWTH:
Go to God in prayer daily
Read God's word daily
Obey God moment by moment
Witness for Christ by your life
Trust God for every detail of your life
Holy Sprit-allow Him to control and empower your daily life and witness
It's so encouraging to see others live for Christ, especially in the work place. You know that no matter where you go God has placed special people in your life to help you GROW in Him---together!
GOD IS GOOD!!!
GROWTH:
Go to God in prayer daily
Read God's word daily
Obey God moment by moment
Witness for Christ by your life
Trust God for every detail of your life
Holy Sprit-allow Him to control and empower your daily life and witness
It's so encouraging to see others live for Christ, especially in the work place. You know that no matter where you go God has placed special people in your life to help you GROW in Him---together!
GOD IS GOOD!!!
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Insurance to cover abortions
How outrageous!!!!
In reading this morning I came across this link: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_health_care_overhaul_abortion
A little too upset to comment right now.
In reading this morning I came across this link: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_health_care_overhaul_abortion
A little too upset to comment right now.
Friday, July 10, 2009
So Long Ronald...
I've hit the point in life where I realize I need to change the things I can, and one thing I can change is the way I look and feel.
I'm sure you've all seen the new State Farm sponsored 50 million pounds commercials. The one with the man at the drive-thru window, ordering the "super sized" version of his meal, adding the 2 apple pies and order of onion rings... Come on now, surely you have.
How many times have you been in the drive-thru lately? Working away from home and in a town where a drive-thru is on every corner, its hard not to be tempted.
Last night I hopped up on the scales (why is beyond me) and took a double take. I weigh as much as I did at 9 months pregnant!!!!! Now mind you I only gained 15lbs while pregnant, but still!!!! That was worse feeling than the man faced at the end of the commercial.
So this morning I checked out the website. www.50millionpounds.com And I signed up. Maybe this is a start of something new.
Oh, but the friendships that will be lost. So long Ronald.... Your day's of tempting me with hot sausage biscuits and my sweet tasting medium (sometimes large) coke are over. So long Red Pigtails. No more hot crispy chicken sandwiches. Goodbye King and your sinfully delicious juicy cheeseburger. And to all you others whom I've visited along the way, "GOODBYE" to you too. Well, that is until I am on the verge of starvation (or what I think is starvation...lol) and can no longer live without the pleasure you bring my palette. =D
And all starts NOW. (But if I fail, we'll just wait til Monday...lol)
Hope every one has a good weekend!!!!!!
I'm sure you've all seen the new State Farm sponsored 50 million pounds commercials. The one with the man at the drive-thru window, ordering the "super sized" version of his meal, adding the 2 apple pies and order of onion rings... Come on now, surely you have.
How many times have you been in the drive-thru lately? Working away from home and in a town where a drive-thru is on every corner, its hard not to be tempted.
Last night I hopped up on the scales (why is beyond me) and took a double take. I weigh as much as I did at 9 months pregnant!!!!! Now mind you I only gained 15lbs while pregnant, but still!!!! That was worse feeling than the man faced at the end of the commercial.
So this morning I checked out the website. www.50millionpounds.com And I signed up. Maybe this is a start of something new.
Oh, but the friendships that will be lost. So long Ronald.... Your day's of tempting me with hot sausage biscuits and my sweet tasting medium (sometimes large) coke are over. So long Red Pigtails. No more hot crispy chicken sandwiches. Goodbye King and your sinfully delicious juicy cheeseburger. And to all you others whom I've visited along the way, "GOODBYE" to you too. Well, that is until I am on the verge of starvation (or what I think is starvation...lol) and can no longer live without the pleasure you bring my palette. =D
And all starts NOW. (But if I fail, we'll just wait til Monday...lol)
Hope every one has a good weekend!!!!!!
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Little Changes....Big Results!!!
Things are changing at the Chicken house!!!! Saturday I cleaned out Chicken Little's room and did a little rearranging. Walking from her cream colored room, down the cream colored hallway, into the cream colored bathroom and then into the cream colored laundry room, I decided I was sick of cream colored rooms. And don't get me started on that disaster of avocado expolsion that happened in the master bedroom!!!
Papa Rooster took me out Saturday night to choose paint colors--oh and dinner. We had a blast. I felt like we "reconnected". With a six month old and chickens to constantly look after there are days we don't see as much of each other as we'd like. But Saturday evening made up for lost time. We went to Home Depot where (according to Papa Rooster) I chose one of each color sample they had...lol. In fact I had less than 10!!!!! I was so excited when I got home, I began "choosing" right away. The bathroom was the first decision!!! "Fortune Cookie" I was so excited. I could already envision my golden oasis with brown and green accents. But when was I going to paint?
Monday I had somethings to take care of in "town" so I decided to just take the whole day off and do some things around the house. I arrived home at noon-ish and began work immediately. Painting is hard work. But I love the results!!! See for yourself!
Next is the hallway and master bedroom. Since I have so much paint left over from the bathroom, I think I'll paint the master the same color. I'll post results of that and the hallway as soon as they are complete!!
Papa Rooster took me out Saturday night to choose paint colors--oh and dinner. We had a blast. I felt like we "reconnected". With a six month old and chickens to constantly look after there are days we don't see as much of each other as we'd like. But Saturday evening made up for lost time. We went to Home Depot where (according to Papa Rooster) I chose one of each color sample they had...lol. In fact I had less than 10!!!!! I was so excited when I got home, I began "choosing" right away. The bathroom was the first decision!!! "Fortune Cookie" I was so excited. I could already envision my golden oasis with brown and green accents. But when was I going to paint?
Monday I had somethings to take care of in "town" so I decided to just take the whole day off and do some things around the house. I arrived home at noon-ish and began work immediately. Painting is hard work. But I love the results!!! See for yourself!
Next is the hallway and master bedroom. Since I have so much paint left over from the bathroom, I think I'll paint the master the same color. I'll post results of that and the hallway as soon as they are complete!!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Chicken Little & Daycare
Yesterday was Chicken Little's first day at daycare. I was so lost leaving her there, although I didn't feel uncomfortable. I was just lost. She took to the workers right away and was even grinning behind her paci. I only called once to check on her and of course she was doing well. But my little-miss-busybody only slept 20 minutes ALL day. Oh she was so tired last night. She napped from 6-7pm and was back down by around 8ish. She even slept through until 4:30 this morning. I was so proud.
This morning she when she woke up she was in the best mood. She really needs her sleep!!! lol :) When I dropped her off this morning we were greeted at the door by Miss S. Chicken Little just smiled and almost jumped out of my arms into hers. I knew then that she's happy there.
Tomorrow it's back to Mimi & Papa's. I know she's been missed. It wouldn't surprise me if Papa didn't get any work done tomorrow!!!! :)
This morning she when she woke up she was in the best mood. She really needs her sleep!!! lol :) When I dropped her off this morning we were greeted at the door by Miss S. Chicken Little just smiled and almost jumped out of my arms into hers. I knew then that she's happy there.
Tomorrow it's back to Mimi & Papa's. I know she's been missed. It wouldn't surprise me if Papa didn't get any work done tomorrow!!!! :)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
I found it in a dirty, stinking crockpot...
I found something Monday night. Something I feared had been lost forever. And I found it burried in a pile of unwashed dishes, inside a dirty, stinking crockpot...the last place I'd ever have thought to look. Monday night I found romance. It wasn't gone, just hiding. Who knew that washing smelly dishes could be so romantic? But there we stood, husband and wife, me washing, him rinsing and stacking...laughing and talking, enjoying each others company.
I think as women we often dream of Hollywood romance. Fragrant flowers for no reason at all, sentimental cards just to say "I Love You", unexpected notes on the bathroom mirror....
But then again, that's not everyday life. No, everyday life holds so much more on our farm. There's no time for romantic candle lit dinners for two, no time for a rose petal filled bubble bath, no exotic weekend get-aways...
I'm not Hollywood romanticized. I'm Papa Rooster romanticized...lol.
What could be more romantic that the man I love taking the time to help me with a task that has become overwhelming--and throw laughter in the mix? What could be more romantic than having a husband who enjoys playing with his daughter while mommy gets ready for work or cooks supper? What could be more romantic than a husband who buys a new "toy" so his family can enjoy the farm with him? What's more romantic than knowing your husband gets up every morning, works hard all day, and comes home to you at night?
The next time you look for romance, I hope that you too can find it in the oddest of places. Flowers, cards and candy are "easy". It's the out-of-the-blue little things that make life and marriage romantic!
Have you been romanticized today?
I think as women we often dream of Hollywood romance. Fragrant flowers for no reason at all, sentimental cards just to say "I Love You", unexpected notes on the bathroom mirror....
But then again, that's not everyday life. No, everyday life holds so much more on our farm. There's no time for romantic candle lit dinners for two, no time for a rose petal filled bubble bath, no exotic weekend get-aways...
I'm not Hollywood romanticized. I'm Papa Rooster romanticized...lol.
What could be more romantic that the man I love taking the time to help me with a task that has become overwhelming--and throw laughter in the mix? What could be more romantic than having a husband who enjoys playing with his daughter while mommy gets ready for work or cooks supper? What could be more romantic than a husband who buys a new "toy" so his family can enjoy the farm with him? What's more romantic than knowing your husband gets up every morning, works hard all day, and comes home to you at night?
The next time you look for romance, I hope that you too can find it in the oddest of places. Flowers, cards and candy are "easy". It's the out-of-the-blue little things that make life and marriage romantic!
Have you been romanticized today?
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
I've been away for a while now...
It's been so long since my last post, I'm not sure I remember how this works. Life has been hectic lately. With work, a five month old, a working chicken farming husband, and a home that never seems to be clean, I feel overwhelmed sometimes. So much has happened recently that I don't know where to begin.
Chicken Little now has two teeth. That's rigth TWO!!! The came in within days of each other. Shocked me! We were in to see the doctor on a Tuesday, and I asked about teething. He looked and said she probably wouldn't have teeth until 6-7 months. By the next Saturday one tooth had broken the skin and the other followed suit on Tuesday. I'm so proud. But with all of the growing and developing, it makes me long for the sweet little infant I brought home back in December (though had you asked me in December, I would have never told you she was sweet...lol). The thought of having a baby has been toyed with. =D
Mother's Day was amazing, as it was my first. Papa Rooster took me out to dinner on Saturday, although our trip included stops to Lowe's and Wal-Mart. Papa Rooster carefully scrolled the shelves searching for each item--he had forgotten his list at home. Standing with the buggy I couldn't help but watch him; eyes closed, deep in thought, silently counting, going over everything he needed. My how I love this man!!!!!
Now that I reflect on everything that's gone on during the past weeks, I regret that I haven't held on and savored every minute. Life passes much to quickly. Slow down, enjoy today--savor every moment because tomorrow it will be gone!!
Chicken Little now has two teeth. That's rigth TWO!!! The came in within days of each other. Shocked me! We were in to see the doctor on a Tuesday, and I asked about teething. He looked and said she probably wouldn't have teeth until 6-7 months. By the next Saturday one tooth had broken the skin and the other followed suit on Tuesday. I'm so proud. But with all of the growing and developing, it makes me long for the sweet little infant I brought home back in December (though had you asked me in December, I would have never told you she was sweet...lol). The thought of having a baby has been toyed with. =D
Mother's Day was amazing, as it was my first. Papa Rooster took me out to dinner on Saturday, although our trip included stops to Lowe's and Wal-Mart. Papa Rooster carefully scrolled the shelves searching for each item--he had forgotten his list at home. Standing with the buggy I couldn't help but watch him; eyes closed, deep in thought, silently counting, going over everything he needed. My how I love this man!!!!!
Now that I reflect on everything that's gone on during the past weeks, I regret that I haven't held on and savored every minute. Life passes much to quickly. Slow down, enjoy today--savor every moment because tomorrow it will be gone!!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
I'm a little cleaner today!!!
It feels like forever since I last blogged. Amazing how I stayed away so long, but last week was just hectic/crazy. Chicken Little didn't do so well after her 4 month check-up Tuesday. We were in and out of the doctor literally all week.
Sunday evening after church, Papa Rooster wanted a glass of tea...one glass left in the cupboard. You could tell by the stack of dishes that it had been a bad week...LOL.
By last night, I had finally gotten 90% of the dishes and 75% of the laundry done. I feel like a new woman. It's amazing how much better you feel when you house is clean(er).
Sunday evening after church, Papa Rooster wanted a glass of tea...one glass left in the cupboard. You could tell by the stack of dishes that it had been a bad week...LOL.
By last night, I had finally gotten 90% of the dishes and 75% of the laundry done. I feel like a new woman. It's amazing how much better you feel when you house is clean(er).
Monday, April 13, 2009
Beautiful Weekend!!!
What a beautiful weekend we had! Papa Rooster and I went shopping Saturday morning. He bought us a new toy!!! A Kubota RTV that we can all ride around the farm together. That, and our friends can use it when they come fishing! (BTW, ya'll have got to come do that soon. The weather has been perfect.)
Saturday afternoon I attended a baby shower, and then Saturday night, Papa Rooster's Grandmother had her 85th birthday party. Can you imagine 85 long years!?
Yesterday was an especially wonderful day in the Lord's house as we celebrated Resurrection Day. Chicken Little and I didn't make it to Sunrise Service, but we did enjoy regular service.
All the children we so beautiful in their new Easter outfits. We even hid eggs that they could find. I'll tell you, that FlowerChild is quick!!! I think she found the most. She just seems to "get" the idea of hunting!!
Afterwards we had lunch at my in-law's house. Papa Rooster's sister is in from out of town, and we all really enjoy her visits.
**On a side note, speaking of my sister-in-law...I'm asking for special prayers for her and her husband, as they are going to Honduras on a mission trip in the summer, which if they feel the calling, may turn into a long term mission trip. Please pray for them as they continue to fully serve God!!**
Last night was so nice too. Church service was very casual, but such a good message. (I tried to listen through the distractions of the little ones playing). I'm going to step out on a limb and say it was about Abraham and Issac, and how we have to make sacrifices to give ourselves fully to God, even when we don't understand the sacrifices to be made!!! (Hope, I'm right...LOL)
After services all the little ones played. My Chicken Little is smitten with everyone. She just smiles and coos. I loved our church family. It's such a blessing to have people who love us the same!!!!!
How was your weekend?!?
Saturday afternoon I attended a baby shower, and then Saturday night, Papa Rooster's Grandmother had her 85th birthday party. Can you imagine 85 long years!?
Yesterday was an especially wonderful day in the Lord's house as we celebrated Resurrection Day. Chicken Little and I didn't make it to Sunrise Service, but we did enjoy regular service.
All the children we so beautiful in their new Easter outfits. We even hid eggs that they could find. I'll tell you, that FlowerChild is quick!!! I think she found the most. She just seems to "get" the idea of hunting!!
Afterwards we had lunch at my in-law's house. Papa Rooster's sister is in from out of town, and we all really enjoy her visits.
**On a side note, speaking of my sister-in-law...I'm asking for special prayers for her and her husband, as they are going to Honduras on a mission trip in the summer, which if they feel the calling, may turn into a long term mission trip. Please pray for them as they continue to fully serve God!!**
Last night was so nice too. Church service was very casual, but such a good message. (I tried to listen through the distractions of the little ones playing). I'm going to step out on a limb and say it was about Abraham and Issac, and how we have to make sacrifices to give ourselves fully to God, even when we don't understand the sacrifices to be made!!! (Hope, I'm right...LOL)
After services all the little ones played. My Chicken Little is smitten with everyone. She just smiles and coos. I loved our church family. It's such a blessing to have people who love us the same!!!!!
How was your weekend?!?
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Reminiscing about the "good ole days"
After reading a couple of blogs, I began to reminisce about the days of old.
I know I'm fairly young, but as I said in an earlier comment, I grew up with "backward" grandparents. My dad's side of the family has always done things a bit "different". While growing up we didn't quite understand their "way of life", but looking back now, it's a bit clearer.
Now we weren't into farming like Papa Rooster's family was, but we had it all. You name it we had it: Cows, chickens, pigs...we even had a garden that was full of purple hull peas, okra, squash, butter beans, corn, watermelons, cane. (My granddaddy still makes his very own home-made cane syrup).
I remember every year they'd have a pig slaughtered and make their own sausage. Sometimes we even got to turn the crank handle of the old sausage grinder. Most of the time we fought over whose turn it was, but we finally each got a turn at cranking the grinder.
Each year we'd all help shell peas or shuck/cream corn. We'd always sit around in a big circle and listen to the elders tell stories of when they were younger. And when creaming corn, we didn't have the fancy "creamers" you see today. No, we had an old tin mayonnaise jar lids that Pa had punched holes in, that were bent so they were easier to hold.
All of the kids usually had more creamed corn on themselves than in the bowl in their laps...
In the winter time it was always so COLD. Well, cold for the south :) . We lived with my grandparents for a while, especially while my dad worked nights.
When they'd put us to bed, they'd light the old small gas wall heater in the room. Three of us slept together; me, my little brother, and a little sister. There were so many hand-made quilts on us that we could hardly move... If anyone had to get up to use the restroom at night, we had to call for help to get out of bed.
Every day held the same routine. In the summer, the alarm went off at 5:30am and Nanny and Pa got up. Pa off to feed the assortment of animals, and Nanny off to the kitchen where she prepared breakfast. Always the same thing; grits, eggs, egg gravy, sausage of some sort, and biscuits. If there were no biscuits, we had hoe cakes. I loved breakfast time. Pa was usually either leaving or already gone by the time we woke up.
Shortly after breakfast, Nanny was starting lunch. (Yes, she cooked three meals a day. And they didn't come from a box!) Something was always in the pressure cooker. We loved to sneak in and jump on the floor to make it whistle louder. Of course it always resulted in someone being chased out of the house.
Clothes were hung on the line to dry. I don't remember her having a dryer until I became a teenager. The house was basically unoccupied all day.
We were always outside. Usually getting into something... Most of the time in the plum, apple, pear, and fig trees or scuppernong vines. Nanny was constantly after us about staying out of her fruit trees. We could have all the fruit that had fallen on the ground and was beginning to rot, but we weren't to pick the fruit from the trees...sounds similar to another story I've heard.
The girls were always "cooking" outside, making mud pies, dirt cakes, mixing some sort of creation in the big cast iron kettles. Sometimes we'd even tempt the boys to taste our special recipes.
I'm all grown up now, but some days I wish I were back in Nanny's yard, running around barefoot, without a care in the world.
Nanny and Pa have modernized a bit since we were kids, but the feeling of the "backward" way is still there. Even though every thing has change, every thing's the same.
It's an amazing feeling to look back at where you've been, and see where you are now. I can't wait to tell my children and grandchildren about "the days of old".
I know I'm fairly young, but as I said in an earlier comment, I grew up with "backward" grandparents. My dad's side of the family has always done things a bit "different". While growing up we didn't quite understand their "way of life", but looking back now, it's a bit clearer.
Now we weren't into farming like Papa Rooster's family was, but we had it all. You name it we had it: Cows, chickens, pigs...we even had a garden that was full of purple hull peas, okra, squash, butter beans, corn, watermelons, cane. (My granddaddy still makes his very own home-made cane syrup).
I remember every year they'd have a pig slaughtered and make their own sausage. Sometimes we even got to turn the crank handle of the old sausage grinder. Most of the time we fought over whose turn it was, but we finally each got a turn at cranking the grinder.
Each year we'd all help shell peas or shuck/cream corn. We'd always sit around in a big circle and listen to the elders tell stories of when they were younger. And when creaming corn, we didn't have the fancy "creamers" you see today. No, we had an old tin mayonnaise jar lids that Pa had punched holes in, that were bent so they were easier to hold.
All of the kids usually had more creamed corn on themselves than in the bowl in their laps...
In the winter time it was always so COLD. Well, cold for the south :) . We lived with my grandparents for a while, especially while my dad worked nights.
When they'd put us to bed, they'd light the old small gas wall heater in the room. Three of us slept together; me, my little brother, and a little sister. There were so many hand-made quilts on us that we could hardly move... If anyone had to get up to use the restroom at night, we had to call for help to get out of bed.
Every day held the same routine. In the summer, the alarm went off at 5:30am and Nanny and Pa got up. Pa off to feed the assortment of animals, and Nanny off to the kitchen where she prepared breakfast. Always the same thing; grits, eggs, egg gravy, sausage of some sort, and biscuits. If there were no biscuits, we had hoe cakes. I loved breakfast time. Pa was usually either leaving or already gone by the time we woke up.
Shortly after breakfast, Nanny was starting lunch. (Yes, she cooked three meals a day. And they didn't come from a box!) Something was always in the pressure cooker. We loved to sneak in and jump on the floor to make it whistle louder. Of course it always resulted in someone being chased out of the house.
Clothes were hung on the line to dry. I don't remember her having a dryer until I became a teenager. The house was basically unoccupied all day.
We were always outside. Usually getting into something... Most of the time in the plum, apple, pear, and fig trees or scuppernong vines. Nanny was constantly after us about staying out of her fruit trees. We could have all the fruit that had fallen on the ground and was beginning to rot, but we weren't to pick the fruit from the trees...sounds similar to another story I've heard.
The girls were always "cooking" outside, making mud pies, dirt cakes, mixing some sort of creation in the big cast iron kettles. Sometimes we'd even tempt the boys to taste our special recipes.
I'm all grown up now, but some days I wish I were back in Nanny's yard, running around barefoot, without a care in the world.
Nanny and Pa have modernized a bit since we were kids, but the feeling of the "backward" way is still there. Even though every thing has change, every thing's the same.
It's an amazing feeling to look back at where you've been, and see where you are now. I can't wait to tell my children and grandchildren about "the days of old".
Monday, April 6, 2009
Fun Weekend
We have had a fun and exciting weekend, but was glad to see if slow down a bit. Saturday was go, go, go...all day. We got a bit of a late start, but didn't slow down until 9:30pm!!!
We left home around 10:30 Saturday morning, headed to "town". Papa Rooster, Mama Hen, and sleeping Chicken Little. She slept during the trip, but woke up as Papa Rooster made his first stop. Massey Furgeson. Looking at a new lawn mower. Just browsing today. Window shopping!!!
I strolled Chicken Little around as Daddy looked. She loves being outside!
Oh, she wasn't happy when she had to be strapped back in her seat. But onward we pressed. Quick ride by the Kubota dealer, looking at mowers behind the fence, then on to the Pawn Shop. When I got Chicken Little out of the carseat, she stopped fussing immediately. She was tired of riding. A quick stroll through the pawn shop and on to Lowe's.
Papa Rooster agreed to some plants for the front yard...under two conditions. 1) They be bound to one particular spot and not "clutter" the yard, and 2) I take care of them.
Chicken Little rode happily in her stroller as we browse the aisles and aisles of plants. I chose Lantana, Gardenia, Knock-out roses, and an Elm tree.
Two more stops before home. Next Harbor Freight Tools. Papa Rooster had been waiting to get here all day. I broke the list out of the diaper bag, and away we went. The store was full of people; young and old, black and white, short and tall; browsing the aisles for tools and such. After a while Papa Rooster had all he had come for and we were ready for that last stop.
K-Mart here I come!! I had a few last minute things to get. I ran in thinking "oh, I'll be only a minute". I was wrong. I got behind the "Crazy Cat Lady" who had gone by the cat food aisle and swiped every can of "Fancy Feast" into the buggy. She had no clue how many cans, so we stood in line while they scanned all 419 cans indiviually. No, it wasn't really 419 cans, but the total was a bit over $100, so I'm guessing there were quite a few.
Homeward bound with a very sleepy little girl. Stopped at home long enough to unload everything, feed Chicken Little, and load back up to head off to Egg hunt/Bible Study.
I started not to venture off with the baby since we had been gone all day, but I sure am glad we did. We had a wonderful time, and Chicken Little even "found" 4 eggs!!!!
She played on the floor for a while before getting ready for bed. Little Cornbread wanted to play catch with her so bad. One day soon little Cornbread, one day soon! It's amazing to see how much each of the children are growing. Everytime I look, I see one is something the oldest of the bunch used to wear. Or you pick one up and it takes a bit more effort... :)
Then yesterday's church service was a joy as usual. The children seem to love Chicken Little, and she seems just as smitten with them. She tends to always hold one's finger and keeps her eyes locked on her.
Well, in a nutshell, that's our weekend!!! Looking forward to next weekend!!!
We left home around 10:30 Saturday morning, headed to "town". Papa Rooster, Mama Hen, and sleeping Chicken Little. She slept during the trip, but woke up as Papa Rooster made his first stop. Massey Furgeson. Looking at a new lawn mower. Just browsing today. Window shopping!!!
I strolled Chicken Little around as Daddy looked. She loves being outside!
Oh, she wasn't happy when she had to be strapped back in her seat. But onward we pressed. Quick ride by the Kubota dealer, looking at mowers behind the fence, then on to the Pawn Shop. When I got Chicken Little out of the carseat, she stopped fussing immediately. She was tired of riding. A quick stroll through the pawn shop and on to Lowe's.
Papa Rooster agreed to some plants for the front yard...under two conditions. 1) They be bound to one particular spot and not "clutter" the yard, and 2) I take care of them.
Chicken Little rode happily in her stroller as we browse the aisles and aisles of plants. I chose Lantana, Gardenia, Knock-out roses, and an Elm tree.
Two more stops before home. Next Harbor Freight Tools. Papa Rooster had been waiting to get here all day. I broke the list out of the diaper bag, and away we went. The store was full of people; young and old, black and white, short and tall; browsing the aisles for tools and such. After a while Papa Rooster had all he had come for and we were ready for that last stop.
K-Mart here I come!! I had a few last minute things to get. I ran in thinking "oh, I'll be only a minute". I was wrong. I got behind the "Crazy Cat Lady" who had gone by the cat food aisle and swiped every can of "Fancy Feast" into the buggy. She had no clue how many cans, so we stood in line while they scanned all 419 cans indiviually. No, it wasn't really 419 cans, but the total was a bit over $100, so I'm guessing there were quite a few.
Homeward bound with a very sleepy little girl. Stopped at home long enough to unload everything, feed Chicken Little, and load back up to head off to Egg hunt/Bible Study.
I started not to venture off with the baby since we had been gone all day, but I sure am glad we did. We had a wonderful time, and Chicken Little even "found" 4 eggs!!!!
She played on the floor for a while before getting ready for bed. Little Cornbread wanted to play catch with her so bad. One day soon little Cornbread, one day soon! It's amazing to see how much each of the children are growing. Everytime I look, I see one is something the oldest of the bunch used to wear. Or you pick one up and it takes a bit more effort... :)
Then yesterday's church service was a joy as usual. The children seem to love Chicken Little, and she seems just as smitten with them. She tends to always hold one's finger and keeps her eyes locked on her.
Well, in a nutshell, that's our weekend!!! Looking forward to next weekend!!!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
A good leader leads by example
This morning, as the rain continues to pour from heaven, God continues to pour blessings into my life. I had a wonderful anniversary yesterday. I received the most wonderful gift from my loving husband. I collect Willow Tree Angels and yesterday I received a new one. Child of my heart.
Isn't it beautiful!?! And it was so unexpected!!!
So that's my anniversary story...on to other things... For the past two nights, Chicken Little has slept all night long. Well from 8:30-9:00pm to 4:00-4:30am, but I consider that all night. She's been waking up for a feeding at 4am and then joining us in our bed afterwards. You know, I always said my child would never sleep with me, but there is something so comforting about having my family all in one bed together. And besides, it's not like we don't have the room. So there we are, from left to right, Chicken Little, Mama Hen, and Papa Rooster. All curled up together. It just feels so RIGHT.
Then when I get up for my morning shower, there lays Papa Rooster and Chicken Little. And in that moment tears fill my eyes and I thank God for the beautiful family He's given to me. Yes, he let me borrow this family for our short time here. Just for me!! He really does love me, doesn't' He? He has entrusted this family to me, to honor Him through my love, care, devotion, and adoration I give my family.
As daddy wakes up baby, and they begin to play, I sit staring. Staring at this beautiful father-daughter bond that will hold fast for years to come. I can already see Chicken Little, 4-5 years old, following daddy around. Stepping in his footsteps. As she follows in those footprints we leave behind, I pray we are leading her down the path to God. I pray we are Godly parents and she learns from watching us. After all, Papa Rooster always says, "A good leader, leads by example."
I've never thought about it until now, but parenthood is a lot like marriage. You take the same vows....for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. A covenant entered under God. Something that needs continues work and devotion!!!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Showers of Blessings
Today Papa Rooster and I celebrate four years of wonderful blessings. Four years of marital bliss. Four years of still "getting to know one another". Four years of doing our best to please the other. Four years of happiness, trials, joy, pain...Four amazing, blessed years.
As I was driving to work this morning, I thought back to this day 4 years ago. I was up and rushing to get "beautiful" for my wedding. This was it...I was finally marrying the man of my dreams. And he has helped so many of my dreams come true.
Anyhoo, as I was driving the rain began to beat down harder and harder on my windshield. I could barely see. Once again, the rain took me back to that beautiful day. It reminded me of two things. First, in my (then) 18 years, I had never seen my Great-grand Mother shed one single tear. That day she stopped me in the aisle, stepped out, hugged me and shed such beautiful tears. I knew I was loved that day. Here I was, being shown love by my family, and being accepted with open arms into a new family. My heart pounded with joy.
The second thing the rain reminded me of was my actual wedding "night". Almost as soon as the wedding was over, as we were leaving, the rain began to pour. It rained and rained. My new husband and I went to our new HOME, as our honeymoon was postponed until June!! (Another story for another day). The winds and rain grew stronger and stronger, and because we lived in a mobile home, we decided it was best we spend the night at Papa Rooster's mother and father's home. What a joy that was!!!
Now I know most women are thinking, "there is no way I'm spending my wedding night at my mother-in-law's!!!", but it didn't bother me at all. Besides, I'd just been accepted into this family. That, and I wanted to be safe...LOL.
That was a night I'll never forget. NO, not for the reason's you're probably thinking. We we got there, I'll say 6ish pm or so (the wedding was at 2pm) and the WHOLE family was there. All 3 sisters-in-law, 2 brothers-in-law, 3 nieces, 1 niece's husband, mother-in-law, father-in-law, and 1 grandmother from each side of the family. Let's see...thats....(yes, I'm using my fingers)....15 of us total. 15 in a 5 bedroom house!!!! What a ball we had that night!!!! Sitting around talking, listening to the radio for weather reports and updates. I've never felt so much a part of a family!!! I was so happy as to have joined this family!!!!
Now four years later, we've added 2 more children to this family. There is another brother-in-law and a nephew who weren't with us that night. It sort of makes me want to do this again some time...
Four years later, and Papa Rooster and I have been through so much together. He is an amazing husband who is there for me whenever I need him. Taken care of me through 3 surgeries, two of which he had to take me all the way to Atlanta (and all who know him, knows he's a home-body), through trials and tears of trying to conceive, and through the birth of our child. I couldn't ask for someone to love, care, and adore me as much he does. He makes me proud to be a wife!!!
I know our story's not "special" in anyone else's eyes, but to me, it's the cream of the crop. I married my best friend and I thank God for him every day!!!!
As I was driving to work this morning, I thought back to this day 4 years ago. I was up and rushing to get "beautiful" for my wedding. This was it...I was finally marrying the man of my dreams. And he has helped so many of my dreams come true.
Anyhoo, as I was driving the rain began to beat down harder and harder on my windshield. I could barely see. Once again, the rain took me back to that beautiful day. It reminded me of two things. First, in my (then) 18 years, I had never seen my Great-grand Mother shed one single tear. That day she stopped me in the aisle, stepped out, hugged me and shed such beautiful tears. I knew I was loved that day. Here I was, being shown love by my family, and being accepted with open arms into a new family. My heart pounded with joy.
The second thing the rain reminded me of was my actual wedding "night". Almost as soon as the wedding was over, as we were leaving, the rain began to pour. It rained and rained. My new husband and I went to our new HOME, as our honeymoon was postponed until June!! (Another story for another day). The winds and rain grew stronger and stronger, and because we lived in a mobile home, we decided it was best we spend the night at Papa Rooster's mother and father's home. What a joy that was!!!
Now I know most women are thinking, "there is no way I'm spending my wedding night at my mother-in-law's!!!", but it didn't bother me at all. Besides, I'd just been accepted into this family. That, and I wanted to be safe...LOL.
That was a night I'll never forget. NO, not for the reason's you're probably thinking. We we got there, I'll say 6ish pm or so (the wedding was at 2pm) and the WHOLE family was there. All 3 sisters-in-law, 2 brothers-in-law, 3 nieces, 1 niece's husband, mother-in-law, father-in-law, and 1 grandmother from each side of the family. Let's see...thats....(yes, I'm using my fingers)....15 of us total. 15 in a 5 bedroom house!!!! What a ball we had that night!!!! Sitting around talking, listening to the radio for weather reports and updates. I've never felt so much a part of a family!!! I was so happy as to have joined this family!!!!
Now four years later, we've added 2 more children to this family. There is another brother-in-law and a nephew who weren't with us that night. It sort of makes me want to do this again some time...
Four years later, and Papa Rooster and I have been through so much together. He is an amazing husband who is there for me whenever I need him. Taken care of me through 3 surgeries, two of which he had to take me all the way to Atlanta (and all who know him, knows he's a home-body), through trials and tears of trying to conceive, and through the birth of our child. I couldn't ask for someone to love, care, and adore me as much he does. He makes me proud to be a wife!!!
I know our story's not "special" in anyone else's eyes, but to me, it's the cream of the crop. I married my best friend and I thank God for him every day!!!!
Friday, March 20, 2009
Where is God when I need him most?
Driving to work this morning, my mind kept playing that old worn out question..."Where is God when I need him most?"
Almost instantly I got the answer. It was as clear as a tap on the shoulder..."Right where you left me." That's when it clicked.
As I came to this "revelation", I started thinking (scary I know) about children and lost items. The child running through the house screaming, "Mom, where's my shoes, jacket, crayons, etc...". And the response usually comes, "well, where did you leave it last?" It's the same with God.
It's the sheep that stray, not the Sheppard. He's right there, with His ever watchful eye--the same place He's been since the beginning of time.
"Where did you go, God?"---God's not lost, we are. He's never more than a prayer away. He is the calm in the midst of our chaotic lives. You can find him every where you look. No searching in the abyss of the couch cushions, in the depths of a dark closet. He's not like the remote that's always missing. And because He's always right there, readily available to us, we don't have to be the sock with the missing mate. When we accept God, we always come out of the dryer of life with both halves!!!!
If you are searching for God this morning, you don't have to look far, just where you last left Him. I promise He'll still be there, waiting...patiently, with arms open wide, ready to welcome you HOME!!!!!
Almost instantly I got the answer. It was as clear as a tap on the shoulder..."Right where you left me." That's when it clicked.
As I came to this "revelation", I started thinking (scary I know) about children and lost items. The child running through the house screaming, "Mom, where's my shoes, jacket, crayons, etc...". And the response usually comes, "well, where did you leave it last?" It's the same with God.
It's the sheep that stray, not the Sheppard. He's right there, with His ever watchful eye--the same place He's been since the beginning of time.
"Where did you go, God?"---God's not lost, we are. He's never more than a prayer away. He is the calm in the midst of our chaotic lives. You can find him every where you look. No searching in the abyss of the couch cushions, in the depths of a dark closet. He's not like the remote that's always missing. And because He's always right there, readily available to us, we don't have to be the sock with the missing mate. When we accept God, we always come out of the dryer of life with both halves!!!!
If you are searching for God this morning, you don't have to look far, just where you last left Him. I promise He'll still be there, waiting...patiently, with arms open wide, ready to welcome you HOME!!!!!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Blessings of Children
I had such an enjoyable time last night at church. Green food everywhere. What fun!!! Despite the looks, everything tasted very good. I think my favorite was the Broccoli Cornbread. It was delicious!!!
I felt so loved last night. Chicken Little was in a particularly good mood and quite playful. She just smiled at everyone. This just made my heart smile. Then little Cornbread decided he'd spend a little time with me. Oh how my heart melted when he put that little head down on my shoulder and drifted soundly asleep. How sweet is was. Papa Rooster had Chicken Little, and I was rocking little Cornbread. And with all the other children and our church family there, it was just a little piece of heaven!
It was almost as good as Sunday during children's church. I felt 'extra' loved then too. As "Everybody's Mama" was teaching all the little children decided to sit in the back row with me and Chicken Little. Cornbread to my left, FlowerChild in my lap, Chicken Little to my right, Ladybug beside her, and two others beside them (we've got to come up with names for those other 2!!!). I felt like the Little Old Lady living in the Shoe!!!! It is such a blessing to know that I am an active part in so many other children's lives!!!! And it's such a blessing that I have so many people who are active in my child's life.
Whoever said, "it takes a village to raise a child", sure wasn't kidding. And what better village people than your church family.
So this morning, I'm thanking God for all the special people he has placed in mine and my family's lives. He has been and continues to be so very good to me!! I am one very blessed WOMAN!!!
I felt so loved last night. Chicken Little was in a particularly good mood and quite playful. She just smiled at everyone. This just made my heart smile. Then little Cornbread decided he'd spend a little time with me. Oh how my heart melted when he put that little head down on my shoulder and drifted soundly asleep. How sweet is was. Papa Rooster had Chicken Little, and I was rocking little Cornbread. And with all the other children and our church family there, it was just a little piece of heaven!
It was almost as good as Sunday during children's church. I felt 'extra' loved then too. As "Everybody's Mama" was teaching all the little children decided to sit in the back row with me and Chicken Little. Cornbread to my left, FlowerChild in my lap, Chicken Little to my right, Ladybug beside her, and two others beside them (we've got to come up with names for those other 2!!!). I felt like the Little Old Lady living in the Shoe!!!! It is such a blessing to know that I am an active part in so many other children's lives!!!! And it's such a blessing that I have so many people who are active in my child's life.
Whoever said, "it takes a village to raise a child", sure wasn't kidding. And what better village people than your church family.
So this morning, I'm thanking God for all the special people he has placed in mine and my family's lives. He has been and continues to be so very good to me!! I am one very blessed WOMAN!!!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
A "good" evil? Opinions Welcomed!
I don't know how many of you know anything about it, but there's a new craze that's hit. Think Harry Potter for older teens and young adults. It's called the Twilight Series. I didn't know much about it other than it was about Vampires. Just with that small amount of info, I knew these books weren't for me. The movie Twilight will hit stores Saturday. I decided to see what all the hype was.
This is how about.com summarizes the movie/book.
Plot Synopsis: Bella Swan moves from sunny Phoenix, Arizona to rainy and overcast Forks, Washington to live with her dad, fully expecting that it will be miserable for her. As she tries to assimilate into everyday high school life in the small town, she finds herself drawn to Edward Cullen, her mysterious and standoffish Biology lab partner. Yet the attraction between Edward and Bella grows, and soon Bella finds herself immersed in a dangerous adventure that includes Edward's entire family - made up completely of vampires. Throughout the four novels, the love story between Bella and Edward remains central, yet finds itself complicated by the nature of vampires, werewolves, and her loved ones.
When questioned about the Christianity views or moral values of this book, this is how teens responded.
- "they are good vampires, they dont kill people only animals, unless he is a vegaterian that means theyre just as evil as he is. and its a love story, she isnt being manipulated and he spends most of his time protecting her from harm."
-"the characters are "good vampires" - they don't use evil and they do not kill humans. The Cullens don't use any evil magic or anything.. it really is just a love story between human and vampire, with some conflicts along the way, just as every movie/book has. If you check the parental ratings for the movie, there is not much "bad" in the movie and I think it will be a safe watch, as it was a safe read. It is rated PG-13 if that matters too, so I think it will be okay :) It's not like Harry Potter.. it's just a love story with a twist - one of them is a vampire.. that's all :) The Cullens aren't your typical vampire 'breed' either."
Are you serious? A "good" evil? A "moral" vampire? What is the world coming to? It's just a love story, they say.
Am I being "over sensitive" to the whole situation? What are your views on the series?
This is how about.com summarizes the movie/book.
Plot Synopsis: Bella Swan moves from sunny Phoenix, Arizona to rainy and overcast Forks, Washington to live with her dad, fully expecting that it will be miserable for her. As she tries to assimilate into everyday high school life in the small town, she finds herself drawn to Edward Cullen, her mysterious and standoffish Biology lab partner. Yet the attraction between Edward and Bella grows, and soon Bella finds herself immersed in a dangerous adventure that includes Edward's entire family - made up completely of vampires. Throughout the four novels, the love story between Bella and Edward remains central, yet finds itself complicated by the nature of vampires, werewolves, and her loved ones.
When questioned about the Christianity views or moral values of this book, this is how teens responded.
- "they are good vampires, they dont kill people only animals, unless he is a vegaterian that means theyre just as evil as he is. and its a love story, she isnt being manipulated and he spends most of his time protecting her from harm."
-"the characters are "good vampires" - they don't use evil and they do not kill humans. The Cullens don't use any evil magic or anything.. it really is just a love story between human and vampire, with some conflicts along the way, just as every movie/book has. If you check the parental ratings for the movie, there is not much "bad" in the movie and I think it will be a safe watch, as it was a safe read. It is rated PG-13 if that matters too, so I think it will be okay :) It's not like Harry Potter.. it's just a love story with a twist - one of them is a vampire.. that's all :) The Cullens aren't your typical vampire 'breed' either."
Are you serious? A "good" evil? A "moral" vampire? What is the world coming to? It's just a love story, they say.
Am I being "over sensitive" to the whole situation? What are your views on the series?
Longing to be on the outside
It's a beautiful morning I have sleepily stepped into. The sun is shining after a day of dreary rain. The waters are beginning to recede as the sun shines higher, brighter. I would give anything to be outside today. Frolicking in the sun, playing the grass. I would love to be strolling Chicken Little out is the bright sunshine. Watching her little eyes squint in the brightness, that little smile beaming as the wind blows her hair. A picture perfect day...
Instead I'm stuck inside of these four gray, cold walls. I watch as the sun shines through the glass doors in front of me. The flag across the street waves as if saying, "come out and play". The birds prance across the front walk, gazing into the glass at their own reflections. One black bird even brings a gift to his new "friend". Oh to be outside today!!
These walls are beginning to close it. They feel so cold, so unfriendly.
Remember those old school days. The weather would be so nice and warm. The teacher would take the classroom outside. I loved having class out in the warm sun.
I wonder if they'd let me work outside today? Surely the line on the phone could reach through those double doors!!! I can answer just as well outside as inside. That smile I'm required to keep wouldn't have to be forced.
0<*Sigh*>0
Maybe for now I'll just open one of those doors and enjoy the cool breeze. I can't wait for the weekend. I think I'll open my windows and enjoy God's beautiful work!!!!
Instead I'm stuck inside of these four gray, cold walls. I watch as the sun shines through the glass doors in front of me. The flag across the street waves as if saying, "come out and play". The birds prance across the front walk, gazing into the glass at their own reflections. One black bird even brings a gift to his new "friend". Oh to be outside today!!
These walls are beginning to close it. They feel so cold, so unfriendly.
Remember those old school days. The weather would be so nice and warm. The teacher would take the classroom outside. I loved having class out in the warm sun.
I wonder if they'd let me work outside today? Surely the line on the phone could reach through those double doors!!! I can answer just as well outside as inside. That smile I'm required to keep wouldn't have to be forced.
0<*Sigh*>0
Maybe for now I'll just open one of those doors and enjoy the cool breeze. I can't wait for the weekend. I think I'll open my windows and enjoy God's beautiful work!!!!
Friday, March 13, 2009
Interview of a Father/Husband
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This morning one of the local radio stations did a tribute to those lost in the Samson, Geneva, Kinston shootings. They played a song, and used the interview found in the link above.
The interview is that of Deputy Josh Meyers, after loosing his wife and 19 month old daughter.
I had not been following too closely until today. Of course I knew what had happened, but wasn't aware of many details. After realizing that Meyers' 3 month old was injured Tuesday, I wanted to rush home and just hold my little one.
Listening to the interview this morning I couldn't help but sit here and cry for this family, for all of these families. Where do you go from here?
I couldn't imagine that type of loss. Such innocence...gone.
My heart cries out for all of the victims, but for some reason this family just hits closer to home. I guess it's because of the young child. Pray for all the victims and their families today.
Hug your children and spouse today. Hold them close. Tell them you love them. Only God knows what tomorrow brings.....
This morning one of the local radio stations did a tribute to those lost in the Samson, Geneva, Kinston shootings. They played a song, and used the interview found in the link above.
The interview is that of Deputy Josh Meyers, after loosing his wife and 19 month old daughter.
I had not been following too closely until today. Of course I knew what had happened, but wasn't aware of many details. After realizing that Meyers' 3 month old was injured Tuesday, I wanted to rush home and just hold my little one.
Listening to the interview this morning I couldn't help but sit here and cry for this family, for all of these families. Where do you go from here?
I couldn't imagine that type of loss. Such innocence...gone.
My heart cries out for all of the victims, but for some reason this family just hits closer to home. I guess it's because of the young child. Pray for all the victims and their families today.
Hug your children and spouse today. Hold them close. Tell them you love them. Only God knows what tomorrow brings.....
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Hot Wing/Buffalo Wing Dip
You've just got to try this new recipe. I had planned to make it for the Bible Study on Saturday, but we were unable to go. I made it anyway and brought it to work. I was gone in no time!!!
1 pkg (8oz) cream cheese (room temp works best)
1 cup (8oz) Texas Pete's Buffalo Wing sauce
1 cup (8oz) sharp cheddar cheese (shredded)
1/2 cup (4oz) blue cheese or ranch dressing
3 cups chicken (I used can chicken--2 cans)
Mix cream cheese and hot sauce well. Hand mixer is best.
Mix other ingredients. (Note: It will be messy)
Bake in oven safe dish on 350 for 30 mins.
Serve HOT with Frito corn chips or celery!!!
This was a hit at work!!!!
1 pkg (8oz) cream cheese (room temp works best)
1 cup (8oz) Texas Pete's Buffalo Wing sauce
1 cup (8oz) sharp cheddar cheese (shredded)
1/2 cup (4oz) blue cheese or ranch dressing
3 cups chicken (I used can chicken--2 cans)
Mix cream cheese and hot sauce well. Hand mixer is best.
Mix other ingredients. (Note: It will be messy)
Bake in oven safe dish on 350 for 30 mins.
Serve HOT with Frito corn chips or celery!!!
This was a hit at work!!!!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Soundtrack Completed
Of course, this could/would change as life changes, but after some serious thought and lots of searching, here's what I've come up with:
Opening Credits: "Iris"-Goo Goo Dolls
Waking up: "Time of Your Life"-Green Day
First day of school: n/a
Falling in Love: "Clumbsy"-Fergie
Prom: "Heaven"-Bryan Adams (This was actually our prom song)
Everyday living: "How You Live"-Point of Grace
Driving: "Summer of '69"-Bryan Adams
Flashbacks: "Remember When"-Alan Jackson
Wedding: "You Are"-Jimmy Wayne (This was our wedding song)
Birth of a child: "Baby Mine"-Alyson Krauss
Funeral Song: "Here Without You"-3 Doors Down (this would only be played in the "movie" version)
End Credits: "100 Years"-Five for Fighting
Opening Credits: "Iris"-Goo Goo Dolls
Waking up: "Time of Your Life"-Green Day
First day of school: n/a
Falling in Love: "Clumbsy"-Fergie
Prom: "Heaven"-Bryan Adams (This was actually our prom song)
Everyday living: "How You Live"-Point of Grace
Driving: "Summer of '69"-Bryan Adams
Flashbacks: "Remember When"-Alan Jackson
Wedding: "You Are"-Jimmy Wayne (This was our wedding song)
Birth of a child: "Baby Mine"-Alyson Krauss
Funeral Song: "Here Without You"-3 Doors Down (this would only be played in the "movie" version)
End Credits: "100 Years"-Five for Fighting
Soundtrack of Your Life
I got an email earlier about the Soundtrack of Life. I just thought it would be fun to do. Take some time, think about it, and if you will, repost it.
The Soundtrack of My Life
Opening Credits:
Waking up:
First Day of School:
Falling in Love:
Prom:
Everyday living:
Driving:
Flashbacks:
Wedding:
Birth of a Child:
Funeral Song:
End Credits:
*You can add other categories if you'd like. These were just the generic lines the email contained. I'll be working on mine and posting my answers soon.**
Excited to hear your choices!
The Soundtrack of My Life
Opening Credits:
Waking up:
First Day of School:
Falling in Love:
Prom:
Everyday living:
Driving:
Flashbacks:
Wedding:
Birth of a Child:
Funeral Song:
End Credits:
*You can add other categories if you'd like. These were just the generic lines the email contained. I'll be working on mine and posting my answers soon.**
Excited to hear your choices!
Blessed Chickens
You must have prayed for a chicken last week!!!! Thank you.
We just got an update on our birds. We were number one!!!! #1 of 8 sellers. The chickens averaged 6.84bls!!! Papa Rooster is very proud!!!
Thank you for praying for a chicken!!!!
We just got an update on our birds. We were number one!!!! #1 of 8 sellers. The chickens averaged 6.84bls!!! Papa Rooster is very proud!!!
Thank you for praying for a chicken!!!!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
TRUNK SALE
Ok, I've calmed down a bit from the previous post. I was reading in one of the Local Newspapers just a moment ago about another TRUNK SALE. It will be @ Clayton Memorial Hall from 10am-1pm. Admission is $1 per adult. The doors will close shortly at 12pm in order to get ready for the half price sale. It may be worth checking our for all of us "locals".
I got some really nice smocked dresses for Chicken Little at last week's sale @ the CC. Nothing she can wear now, but for the prices I had to buy them. Besides, the smocked bishop is such a classic style, it's not going to be "out" when she's a size 12mo-3yr. (Yes, I even bought a 3T!!! Couldn't resist, it was too cute!!)
Anyhoo, just wanted to let you know about Saturday's sale!!!
I got some really nice smocked dresses for Chicken Little at last week's sale @ the CC. Nothing she can wear now, but for the prices I had to buy them. Besides, the smocked bishop is such a classic style, it's not going to be "out" when she's a size 12mo-3yr. (Yes, I even bought a 3T!!! Couldn't resist, it was too cute!!)
Anyhoo, just wanted to let you know about Saturday's sale!!!
Mad as a Wet Settin' Hen
Oh, I'm mad as a wet settin' hen! I called the doctors' office today to ask some questions about the baby, as she's still not much better. Her cough had increased overnight. Poor little thing coughs and coughs until she chokes. The nurse at the doctors office didn't seem too concerned about it. Said "the flu can last up to a week." I know this. I've been told this multiple times. I took her in Thursday with a fever. The flu virus didn't just hop on her Thursday and start showing symptoms. She had to have had it a bit before then. Is it just me being over protective of my little one, or is there really cause for concern? One eye is a bit swollen and just pours. It's constantly mattering up. The cough has gotten worse. (Oh, she said she would call in some Acuhist [sp?], but wasn't sure it would do much good...."the cough could last for weeks.") URG!!!!!! Normally, I'm pleased with the information I receive, but this time I'm not so sure.
It's so hard to see my little one so miserable. We're all miserable. No one is sleeping. Papa Rooster and I are not only sleepy, were just totally drained. I don't know if there's much left. It honestly feels like we're working off very little.
Please forgive my ill manners. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
It's so hard to see my little one so miserable. We're all miserable. No one is sleeping. Papa Rooster and I are not only sleepy, were just totally drained. I don't know if there's much left. It honestly feels like we're working off very little.
Please forgive my ill manners. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
Monday, March 9, 2009
All for LOVE
Close your eyes. Think back to the day you met your spouse. Do you remember where you were? Do you remember those first feelings? Now, think back to the day you realized you were in love with him/her. What did you feel then? And your wedding day? What was on your mind that day?
We all know that when we fall in love, that we feel that God has sent this individual to us. But I know without a shadow of a doubt that God truly sent Papa Rooster to me. I know that His love shines on me through my husband. I didn't think I would ever find anyone quite like Papa Rooster.
I may share Our Story some other time, but for now I'd like to share how blessed I am.
This past weekend has been overwhelming. Chicken Little began getting cranky last Monday and didn't sleep well all week. Of course any mother knows, when your children don't sleep well, you don't sleep well. Anyhoo, after an exhausting few days, she finally slept through the night on Wednesday, which was good, because Papa Rooster had to sell his chickens Thursday.
All was well, and things went along without a hitch Thursday morning. I woke up and began getting ready for work. Papa Rooster woke up and began getting things ready down at the chicken houses, and Chicken Little slept until time to go to Mimi's. Then at 1pm everything changed. Papa Rooster called. Chicken Little got sick at Mimi's. She was running a fever of 101. Scared me... I rushed home from work and took her straight to the doctor. After waiting a while we were finally seen. She was diagnosed with the flu, and there is nothing we can do about it.
We came home, both of us tired and ready for bed. She went down fairly easy and slept ok that night. I didn't rest because I was worried about her.
Papa Rooster came in around 4:30 am and we both went to bed around 5:15am. When Chicken Little woke up, she seemed to feel fine. We played about 45mins before breakfast. We even had a picnic with Papa Rooster for lunch.
Then things changed. I left to get supper and she began to cry. We couldn't console her. Her temp went up a bit, and she was just pitiful. We were up all night Friday night. Saturday seemed a little better until 11am. She wouldn't eat and she couldn't sleep peacefully. At 1pm she began screaming. Not just your regular waking up fussy cries, but ear piercing, gut twisting screams!!!!! We couldn't calm her. Nothing helped. After an hour, we headed to the ER. 5 1/2 hours later, we're headed home with nothing more than when we arrived. No sleep for the weary that night.
Yesterday consisted of holding Chicken Little most of the day. She wouldn't allow me to put her down for more than 5-10 minutes. Naps were taken in my arms. Everything is mommy's arms. Finally at 8pm she went down.
Now this is where my God-send comes in. My night in shining armour. My happily ever after. My Prince Charming. My HUSBAND.
When Chicken Little dozed off, I put her in her swing to sleep. Papa Rooster then put me to bed. He made me go to bed. When I woke up this morning at 2 to feed the baby, I notice the kitchen was CLEAN. All the dishes (other than the bottles) had been washed. The living room was straightened up, and even the mail on the bar was put away!!!!
After the baby was back asleep, I went back to bed and just hugged and hugged him. I thanked God for such a wonderful husband. I never even heard the water running!!!
Well that wasn't even the half of it!!! When I got up for my shower this morning, I went into the laundry room to change out some clothes in the washer/dryer. The laundry room was CLEAN too. Then the bathroom. Everything looked so nice!!!! I couldn't believe it!! What did I ever do to deserve someone like this?! I couldn't help but cry at the thought of it all. God has been so good to me. Blessing me with a wonderful husband. Someone who loves me in spite of all of my flaws, someone who wants to take care of me. Someone who is kind to me and helps me. Someone who is more that I could have ever hoped for.
Papa Rooster is definitely God sent. When I prayed for someone, I never knew I would get someone so wonderful!!!!
Have you thanked God for your spouse today? Have you thanked your spouse today?
I have found in the past that it's easier to concentrate on the things they don't do, rather than the things they do. But today, all that changed. No matter how upset I may get, I'll always look back to the night I was tucked into bed by my loving husband, and woke up to a clean house. Knowing that it was all done in the name of LOVE!!!!!
We all know that when we fall in love, that we feel that God has sent this individual to us. But I know without a shadow of a doubt that God truly sent Papa Rooster to me. I know that His love shines on me through my husband. I didn't think I would ever find anyone quite like Papa Rooster.
I may share Our Story some other time, but for now I'd like to share how blessed I am.
This past weekend has been overwhelming. Chicken Little began getting cranky last Monday and didn't sleep well all week. Of course any mother knows, when your children don't sleep well, you don't sleep well. Anyhoo, after an exhausting few days, she finally slept through the night on Wednesday, which was good, because Papa Rooster had to sell his chickens Thursday.
All was well, and things went along without a hitch Thursday morning. I woke up and began getting ready for work. Papa Rooster woke up and began getting things ready down at the chicken houses, and Chicken Little slept until time to go to Mimi's. Then at 1pm everything changed. Papa Rooster called. Chicken Little got sick at Mimi's. She was running a fever of 101. Scared me... I rushed home from work and took her straight to the doctor. After waiting a while we were finally seen. She was diagnosed with the flu, and there is nothing we can do about it.
We came home, both of us tired and ready for bed. She went down fairly easy and slept ok that night. I didn't rest because I was worried about her.
Papa Rooster came in around 4:30 am and we both went to bed around 5:15am. When Chicken Little woke up, she seemed to feel fine. We played about 45mins before breakfast. We even had a picnic with Papa Rooster for lunch.
Then things changed. I left to get supper and she began to cry. We couldn't console her. Her temp went up a bit, and she was just pitiful. We were up all night Friday night. Saturday seemed a little better until 11am. She wouldn't eat and she couldn't sleep peacefully. At 1pm she began screaming. Not just your regular waking up fussy cries, but ear piercing, gut twisting screams!!!!! We couldn't calm her. Nothing helped. After an hour, we headed to the ER. 5 1/2 hours later, we're headed home with nothing more than when we arrived. No sleep for the weary that night.
Yesterday consisted of holding Chicken Little most of the day. She wouldn't allow me to put her down for more than 5-10 minutes. Naps were taken in my arms. Everything is mommy's arms. Finally at 8pm she went down.
Now this is where my God-send comes in. My night in shining armour. My happily ever after. My Prince Charming. My HUSBAND.
When Chicken Little dozed off, I put her in her swing to sleep. Papa Rooster then put me to bed. He made me go to bed. When I woke up this morning at 2 to feed the baby, I notice the kitchen was CLEAN. All the dishes (other than the bottles) had been washed. The living room was straightened up, and even the mail on the bar was put away!!!!
After the baby was back asleep, I went back to bed and just hugged and hugged him. I thanked God for such a wonderful husband. I never even heard the water running!!!
Well that wasn't even the half of it!!! When I got up for my shower this morning, I went into the laundry room to change out some clothes in the washer/dryer. The laundry room was CLEAN too. Then the bathroom. Everything looked so nice!!!! I couldn't believe it!! What did I ever do to deserve someone like this?! I couldn't help but cry at the thought of it all. God has been so good to me. Blessing me with a wonderful husband. Someone who loves me in spite of all of my flaws, someone who wants to take care of me. Someone who is kind to me and helps me. Someone who is more that I could have ever hoped for.
Papa Rooster is definitely God sent. When I prayed for someone, I never knew I would get someone so wonderful!!!!
Have you thanked God for your spouse today? Have you thanked your spouse today?
I have found in the past that it's easier to concentrate on the things they don't do, rather than the things they do. But today, all that changed. No matter how upset I may get, I'll always look back to the night I was tucked into bed by my loving husband, and woke up to a clean house. Knowing that it was all done in the name of LOVE!!!!!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Prayin' for a Chicken
Have you ever prayed for a chicken? I mean really prayed for a chicken?
I'm sure all of you from the south know a chicken farmer or two. Look anywhere in our neck of the woods and you're bound to see chicken houses. Papa Rooster is selling his chickens today, and praying for chickens is something that comes natural for us. It's as natural as you praying for your children. We pray from the time they're brought to us, to the time they leave. We pray for a good flock, with excellent livability, and heavy weights that bring in good money. Of course we both have full time jobs, but those birds are our livelihood. And if we don't get that good flock, we pray for the patience to deal and live through it.
I can see Papa Rooster now, walking the length of the chicken houses, praying for each chicken.
The sound is like no other. Just listen. Knock-knock-knock from the feed motors. You can hear the feed sliding into the pans. Cluck-cluck-cluck and an occasional cock-a-doodle-do from the chickens. Feathers rustling together as you shuffle through the sea of white. You can hardly move. Chickens are literally on top of one another, from wall to wall for 500ft. You can no longer see the floor. Be careful where you step, you don't want to harm one. That chicken just might bring you 50 cents if you're lucky. Papa Rooster stands amongst them, eyes closed, listening, thinking. I've heard you can tell a lot about your birds from just listening. He's standing there going over everything that needs to be completed, going over the things he's accomplished, and what he could be doing next (I'm sure of this), listening to make sure all is well.
The smell is not so bad. It is something you have to get used to, but it doesn't take long. It's only really bad during catching, clean out, and during the summer. Other than that it doesn't smell. That or I've gotten used to it.
Chickens take up quite a bit of time. They are in Papa Roosters hands for about 8 weeks, and after that, you're either cleaning up after them, or getting ready for the next flock. It's a constant cycle. This is job, not a hobby, but Papa Rooster enjoys is so much. He can go down and loose himself in the sea of white.....
Pray for a chicken today!!!!!
I'm sure all of you from the south know a chicken farmer or two. Look anywhere in our neck of the woods and you're bound to see chicken houses. Papa Rooster is selling his chickens today, and praying for chickens is something that comes natural for us. It's as natural as you praying for your children. We pray from the time they're brought to us, to the time they leave. We pray for a good flock, with excellent livability, and heavy weights that bring in good money. Of course we both have full time jobs, but those birds are our livelihood. And if we don't get that good flock, we pray for the patience to deal and live through it.
I can see Papa Rooster now, walking the length of the chicken houses, praying for each chicken.
The sound is like no other. Just listen. Knock-knock-knock from the feed motors. You can hear the feed sliding into the pans. Cluck-cluck-cluck and an occasional cock-a-doodle-do from the chickens. Feathers rustling together as you shuffle through the sea of white. You can hardly move. Chickens are literally on top of one another, from wall to wall for 500ft. You can no longer see the floor. Be careful where you step, you don't want to harm one. That chicken just might bring you 50 cents if you're lucky. Papa Rooster stands amongst them, eyes closed, listening, thinking. I've heard you can tell a lot about your birds from just listening. He's standing there going over everything that needs to be completed, going over the things he's accomplished, and what he could be doing next (I'm sure of this), listening to make sure all is well.
The smell is not so bad. It is something you have to get used to, but it doesn't take long. It's only really bad during catching, clean out, and during the summer. Other than that it doesn't smell. That or I've gotten used to it.
Chickens take up quite a bit of time. They are in Papa Roosters hands for about 8 weeks, and after that, you're either cleaning up after them, or getting ready for the next flock. It's a constant cycle. This is job, not a hobby, but Papa Rooster enjoys is so much. He can go down and loose himself in the sea of white.....
Pray for a chicken today!!!!!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
My Baby is Growing...
Mimi just called. Chicken Little rolled over today---twice already!!!!! I hate I wasn't there to see it, but SHE ROLLED OVER!!!!! I couldn't be happier!!!!
Just had to share the excitement!!!!
Just had to share the excitement!!!!
Update on Daycare
I had a very successful meeting with Mrs. Sheila yesterday. We talked about 45 minutes and went over her policy manual. (I still want Everybody's Mama to look it over). I feel comfortable with her, yet at the same time, just break into tears when I think about Chicken Little being with someone other than Mimi. Mrs. Sheila came across as a very humble, very quiet individual. At this time she has 4 small ones--10 mos, 14 mos, 17 mos, and 3 years. To my understanding the 3 yr old is there only half a day, as she attends pre-school and then Mrs. Sheila after lunch. 3 school aged children ride the bus to her home, and are picked up within about an hour of drop-off.
One thing I found interesting is that she takes 2 days in late March or early April for a ladies retreat with her church (tries to schedule during the school spring break holidays) and then a week in July for a Ladies conference with her church. Her husband is in remission from throat cancer. She told me that they were not fancy people and that most days I would find her with her hair pulled back and in her long jean skirts and a T-shirt. That of course has no bearings on the ability to care for a child, but suits me just fine. Her granddaughter will be moving into the mix around July or August (at around 8 weeks of age), bringing her total (with Kalyn) to 6.
I don't think that I'm having negative thoughts about Mrs. Sheila, just daycare in general. My heart is breaking. I cried on the way home last night. I think that Mrs. Sheila would be good to her, but it's just not the same as Mimi.
As the time for daycare decisions to be made nears, I ask that you pray for our final decision, Chicken Little's welfare, and Mommy. I think the transition will be harder on me that it will be on her.
I'll keep you posted as I continue to listen for God's answer.
Mrs. Sheila said she always prays that God sends her the right families, and that she would also be praying for us as we made our decision.
One thing I found interesting is that she takes 2 days in late March or early April for a ladies retreat with her church (tries to schedule during the school spring break holidays) and then a week in July for a Ladies conference with her church. Her husband is in remission from throat cancer. She told me that they were not fancy people and that most days I would find her with her hair pulled back and in her long jean skirts and a T-shirt. That of course has no bearings on the ability to care for a child, but suits me just fine. Her granddaughter will be moving into the mix around July or August (at around 8 weeks of age), bringing her total (with Kalyn) to 6.
I don't think that I'm having negative thoughts about Mrs. Sheila, just daycare in general. My heart is breaking. I cried on the way home last night. I think that Mrs. Sheila would be good to her, but it's just not the same as Mimi.
As the time for daycare decisions to be made nears, I ask that you pray for our final decision, Chicken Little's welfare, and Mommy. I think the transition will be harder on me that it will be on her.
I'll keep you posted as I continue to listen for God's answer.
Mrs. Sheila said she always prays that God sends her the right families, and that she would also be praying for us as we made our decision.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Daycare for Chicken Little
My heart is sinking further and further by the minute. After work I'm meeting with a lady about putting Chicken Little in daycare. This lady has been highly recommended and I have heard nothing but good reviews. Many people have told me I wouldn't find a finer Christian lady. That's exactly what I've been praying for.
My heart breaks just thinking of putting Chicken Little in daycare. I know that some mothers have to put their little ones in daycare at 6-8 weeks. And I know how blessed I am to have someone like Mimi to keep her everyday. And I am very thankful for that, but my in-laws are getting older and I know that when Chicken Little becomes mobile (or a little more active for that matter) that caring for her will be a bit more challenging.
If I find a good daycare, I feel I better jump on an opening, because who knows what will be available when daycare is a MUST!
I ask for prayers as Papa Rooster and I make this hard decision. We have prayed and are continuing to pray about this matter everyday. When I look for daycare services, I'm looking for someone who would raise my child in a manner that I would raise her, since I can't be with her all day. I hope Mrs. Johnston is an answer to our prayers.
During my search for daycare, I have found that most have ordered a "Christian" stamp. They stamp everything. On the surface everything thing seems God centered and as you dig deeper, the ink begins to smear. By the time you are completely through the interview, handbook, or tour of the facilities, the water-based ink used is completely gone.
I want something for my child that is steady, wholesome, and Christ centered.
Can you truly teach "Christian" based curriculum, or be considered a Christian facility if you yourself are not a Christian? Can you live one life and teach children to live another? And expect them to actually live it? This goes for parents, daycare providers, Sunday School teachers, or any teacher in general. I've always despised the saying "Do as I say, and not as I do." My wise husband once told me "a good leader leads by example". How right he is. I hope I am a wonderful example to my darling daughter, my lovely children at church, and my community. In the same aspect I would like my daughter (and future children) to be raised in the presence of individuals who live out their Godly testimony.
Thank you to all of you who are involved with my little one!!!!
My heart breaks just thinking of putting Chicken Little in daycare. I know that some mothers have to put their little ones in daycare at 6-8 weeks. And I know how blessed I am to have someone like Mimi to keep her everyday. And I am very thankful for that, but my in-laws are getting older and I know that when Chicken Little becomes mobile (or a little more active for that matter) that caring for her will be a bit more challenging.
If I find a good daycare, I feel I better jump on an opening, because who knows what will be available when daycare is a MUST!
I ask for prayers as Papa Rooster and I make this hard decision. We have prayed and are continuing to pray about this matter everyday. When I look for daycare services, I'm looking for someone who would raise my child in a manner that I would raise her, since I can't be with her all day. I hope Mrs. Johnston is an answer to our prayers.
During my search for daycare, I have found that most have ordered a "Christian" stamp. They stamp everything. On the surface everything thing seems God centered and as you dig deeper, the ink begins to smear. By the time you are completely through the interview, handbook, or tour of the facilities, the water-based ink used is completely gone.
I want something for my child that is steady, wholesome, and Christ centered.
Can you truly teach "Christian" based curriculum, or be considered a Christian facility if you yourself are not a Christian? Can you live one life and teach children to live another? And expect them to actually live it? This goes for parents, daycare providers, Sunday School teachers, or any teacher in general. I've always despised the saying "Do as I say, and not as I do." My wise husband once told me "a good leader leads by example". How right he is. I hope I am a wonderful example to my darling daughter, my lovely children at church, and my community. In the same aspect I would like my daughter (and future children) to be raised in the presence of individuals who live out their Godly testimony.
Thank you to all of you who are involved with my little one!!!!
Contentment
Have you ever had trouble being content? My eyes are tempted by all the newest sunglasses. My ears are burning for those new shining diamond earrings. My hands are aching to touch all the new clothing. My nose can smell the scent of a new car. My feet are wanting desperately to slide into those cute summer sandals. My mouth wanting to speak those words, "look what I just got". My checkbook is already beginning to sweat as I get closer and closer to an item, and my heart begins to break. Not because I can't have all these things, but because I'm not being content with the things I have. My heart cries, not because of the material things, because I wonder where I've shoved God during this "want" fit. Wait a minute, there He is. Way in the back....behind all the materialistic wants.
*SIGH* Now, if I push Him way in the back, how can I expect to allow others to see Him through me. He's now close enough to the front of my life for all to see. Think about being at a concert of your favorite artist. Don't you want front row seats so you can definitely see what's going on? Don't you really want to see the band and not just hear them? If you're way in the back, you're only going to catch glimpses now and then, and that's no fun.
So materialistically speaking, I guess I am content right now. The pair of sunglasses I've had for the past year are so are perfectly fine. No visible scratches, and the fit perfectly. I have a pair of diamond studs Papa Rooster bought for me one Christmas. Granted they're not those 2 carats that light up a room, but they were a gift for him, so they much more valuable. My closet is filled with clothes that I've only worn once or twice and I have plenty of nice things (so I can look presentable). Sure my car has a few thousand miles on it, but it's still in pretty good condition, and I actually like it. And don't get me started on all the shoes in my closet, half of which I don't wear most of the time. So for now I will be content with the material things.
But contentment goes far beyond the materialistic. My relationship with God? No, I'm not content. My eyes wish to see as He sees. My ears to hear wisdom from Him. My hands to reach others for Him. My feet to go where He needs me. And my heart of be closer to Him. I want to have a stronger relationship with God. No, I'll never be content with that until I meet Him face to face. And I'm working on that relationship everyday, until I can be fully content.
So are you content with the materialistic things? What about with your relationship with God?
*SIGH* Now, if I push Him way in the back, how can I expect to allow others to see Him through me. He's now close enough to the front of my life for all to see. Think about being at a concert of your favorite artist. Don't you want front row seats so you can definitely see what's going on? Don't you really want to see the band and not just hear them? If you're way in the back, you're only going to catch glimpses now and then, and that's no fun.
So materialistically speaking, I guess I am content right now. The pair of sunglasses I've had for the past year are so are perfectly fine. No visible scratches, and the fit perfectly. I have a pair of diamond studs Papa Rooster bought for me one Christmas. Granted they're not those 2 carats that light up a room, but they were a gift for him, so they much more valuable. My closet is filled with clothes that I've only worn once or twice and I have plenty of nice things (so I can look presentable). Sure my car has a few thousand miles on it, but it's still in pretty good condition, and I actually like it. And don't get me started on all the shoes in my closet, half of which I don't wear most of the time. So for now I will be content with the material things.
But contentment goes far beyond the materialistic. My relationship with God? No, I'm not content. My eyes wish to see as He sees. My ears to hear wisdom from Him. My hands to reach others for Him. My feet to go where He needs me. And my heart of be closer to Him. I want to have a stronger relationship with God. No, I'll never be content with that until I meet Him face to face. And I'm working on that relationship everyday, until I can be fully content.
So are you content with the materialistic things? What about with your relationship with God?
Monday, March 2, 2009
Snow Wonderful
What a beautiful Lord's day we had yesterday!!! We woke up around 7am to snow. It was only small amounts but it was definitely SNOW. I comtemplated getting the baby out for church, but I'm glad I did. The children had so much fun working on their "people". I'll have to post pictures when they're complete.
As we were leaving church the snow began to fall again. Oh it was so beautiful. Everyone was hurrying to their vehicles to get in out of the cold. When we got home around 2:30 we were amazed at the beautiful scene before us. The dam of the pond was completely white. The trees were gorgeous. Even those smelley chicken houses were a beautiful wintery sight!!!
And this by far is my favorite picture. This is the window into our bedroom. I love the "old" shutters. And they're beautiful covered in snow!!!
As we were leaving church the snow began to fall again. Oh it was so beautiful. Everyone was hurrying to their vehicles to get in out of the cold. When we got home around 2:30 we were amazed at the beautiful scene before us. The dam of the pond was completely white. The trees were gorgeous. Even those smelley chicken houses were a beautiful wintery sight!!!
This is our house in the snow. It reminds me of something "olden". It just has such a "homey" feeling to it.
These are the trees in the front pasture.
The chicken houses. See, I told you even they were pretty.
And this by far is my favorite picture. This is the window into our bedroom. I love the "old" shutters. And they're beautiful covered in snow!!!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Through a Child's Eyes
Oh to be a child again. No worries, no cares. So naive and innocent. I just wanted to share a few things I've heard from children through the past.
-When visited by a local church a girl and her mother were given a church calendar. After the mother viewed it, she handed it to the child and proceeded talking with the visitors. After a few moments the child stands up and forces the calendar back towards the visitors and states, "I don't want to go to your church, You have "chore" practice on Wednesday nights."
-After searching through her brother's stash of video games (mind you some were not child intended) my sister comes across a game with vampires on the cover and the name Apocalypse. Not knowing what the word means, she asks her mother. Mother has been teaching her to look up meanings of words she's unsure of, so she breaks out the dictionary. This is what she reads:
one of the Jewish and Christian writings of 200 b.c. to a.d. 150 marked by pseudonymity, symbolic imagery, and the expectation of an imminent cosmic cataclysm in which God destroys the ruling powers of evil and raises the righteous to life in a messianic kingdom
Looking at her mother she says, "So mom, this is a game about Jewish Vampires". Needless to say, we didn't play that game!!! We were too busy on the floor laughing!!!
-A child came bursting through the front door calling for her mother. "Mom, you've got to come out here. There's a "Japanese" cat on our front porch.
-"There's a bug in my room and it smells like fruit loops."
-On the ride to school, there is an advertisement for dressed catfish. Child reads it aloud and looks questioningly at her mother. "Mom, they play dress up with their fish?"
When I was living at home my little sister liked to make up words and names for things. Mind you she's 12 years my junior. These were some of her words and what she said they meant.
Intecticator (in-tek-di-cador): When you play with a gadget and you just don't really know what it is. (It was actually an old hand-held video game, that no longer worked.)
Desestipated (de-zest-i-pay-ted): When you are so hungry, you could eat two happy meals. (We actually thought she was saying she was "constipated")
Enawena (in-ah-win-ah): I love you. (This was our favorite by far. We still use it occasionally.)
One morning she woke up and didn't want to go to "play school". She was about 4 and began fake coughing. She said, "Mommy I can't go to Mrs. ____ today. I'm sick." "What's wrong sweetie?" "I've got the Magnolia".
It's amazing with what they come up with!!!
-When visited by a local church a girl and her mother were given a church calendar. After the mother viewed it, she handed it to the child and proceeded talking with the visitors. After a few moments the child stands up and forces the calendar back towards the visitors and states, "I don't want to go to your church, You have "chore" practice on Wednesday nights."
-After searching through her brother's stash of video games (mind you some were not child intended) my sister comes across a game with vampires on the cover and the name Apocalypse. Not knowing what the word means, she asks her mother. Mother has been teaching her to look up meanings of words she's unsure of, so she breaks out the dictionary. This is what she reads:
one of the Jewish and Christian writings of 200 b.c. to a.d. 150 marked by pseudonymity, symbolic imagery, and the expectation of an imminent cosmic cataclysm in which God destroys the ruling powers of evil and raises the righteous to life in a messianic kingdom
Looking at her mother she says, "So mom, this is a game about Jewish Vampires". Needless to say, we didn't play that game!!! We were too busy on the floor laughing!!!
-A child came bursting through the front door calling for her mother. "Mom, you've got to come out here. There's a "Japanese" cat on our front porch.
-"There's a bug in my room and it smells like fruit loops."
-On the ride to school, there is an advertisement for dressed catfish. Child reads it aloud and looks questioningly at her mother. "Mom, they play dress up with their fish?"
When I was living at home my little sister liked to make up words and names for things. Mind you she's 12 years my junior. These were some of her words and what she said they meant.
Intecticator (in-tek-di-cador): When you play with a gadget and you just don't really know what it is. (It was actually an old hand-held video game, that no longer worked.)
Desestipated (de-zest-i-pay-ted): When you are so hungry, you could eat two happy meals. (We actually thought she was saying she was "constipated")
Enawena (in-ah-win-ah): I love you. (This was our favorite by far. We still use it occasionally.)
One morning she woke up and didn't want to go to "play school". She was about 4 and began fake coughing. She said, "Mommy I can't go to Mrs. ____ today. I'm sick." "What's wrong sweetie?" "I've got the Magnolia".
It's amazing with what they come up with!!!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
I Am Not My Own!!!!
I have found it very difficult to have my quiet time since the baby was born. Before I began working again, I could sneak in those peaceful moments with God during nap time. Now that I have returned to work, my bible reading is far and in between. God must have been preparing me for this during those nap time moments with Him, because for some reason, I wrote down several bible verses into a notebook. I'm glad I did.
My quietest times with God are now during my shower, during the ride to work, and during the ride home. I opened my notebook this morning, and found all those precious words....staring at me, reminding me of the wife I should be. I have been struggling with this a bit lately. I'm finding very difficult to be a career woman, a mother, and a wife. And since quitting my job is out of the question right now, I guess I'll continue praying and studying until God "fixes" it.
These are some of the verses I've been studying.
-Proverbs 12:4 "An excellent wife is the crown of her husband, But she who causes shame is like rottenness in his bones."
-Proverbs 31:30 "Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, but a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised."
-Proverbs 18:22 "The man who finds a wife finds a treasure, and he receives favor from the Lord."
-Proverbs 19:14 "Fathers can give their sons an inheritance of houses and wealth, but only the Lord can give an understanding wife."
-Proverbs 19:13 "...a quarrelsome wife is as annoying as constant dripping."
-Proverbs 21:9 "It is better to live alone in the corner of an attic that with a quarrelsome wife in a lovely home."
-Proverbs 11:22 "A beautiful woman who lacks discretion is like a gold ring in a pig's snout."
-Proverbs 14:1 "A wise woman builds her home, but a foolish woman tears it down with her own hands."
-Proverbs 31:26 "When she speaks, her words are wise, and she gives instructions with kindness."
-Proverbs 31:27 "She carefully watches everything in her household and suffers nothing from laziness."
-Proverbs 31:10-12: "Who can find a virtuous and capable wife? She is more precious than rubies. Her husband can trust her, and she will greatly enrich his life. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life."
I think the last one is my favorite. I pray everyday that I am the helpmate to my husband that God designed me to be. I struggle so much. Today's world says to be your OWN woman, your OWN person, but I find much comfort know that I am my husband's!!!!
What more joy could you have, knowing that you belong to someone? Knowing that you enrich some one's life, and that you are more precious that rubies!!!!!!! I belong to Papa Rooster!!! I love that my identity is found through him. I love being MRS. PAPA ROOSTER. I don't want to exist on my own.
Thank you God for the chance to be a wife. Perfect me so that I may bring honor to my husband, all while serving you.
My quietest times with God are now during my shower, during the ride to work, and during the ride home. I opened my notebook this morning, and found all those precious words....staring at me, reminding me of the wife I should be. I have been struggling with this a bit lately. I'm finding very difficult to be a career woman, a mother, and a wife. And since quitting my job is out of the question right now, I guess I'll continue praying and studying until God "fixes" it.
These are some of the verses I've been studying.
-Proverbs 12:4 "An excellent wife is the crown of her husband, But she who causes shame is like rottenness in his bones."
-Proverbs 31:30 "Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, but a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised."
-Proverbs 18:22 "The man who finds a wife finds a treasure, and he receives favor from the Lord."
-Proverbs 19:14 "Fathers can give their sons an inheritance of houses and wealth, but only the Lord can give an understanding wife."
-Proverbs 19:13 "...a quarrelsome wife is as annoying as constant dripping."
-Proverbs 21:9 "It is better to live alone in the corner of an attic that with a quarrelsome wife in a lovely home."
-Proverbs 11:22 "A beautiful woman who lacks discretion is like a gold ring in a pig's snout."
-Proverbs 14:1 "A wise woman builds her home, but a foolish woman tears it down with her own hands."
-Proverbs 31:26 "When she speaks, her words are wise, and she gives instructions with kindness."
-Proverbs 31:27 "She carefully watches everything in her household and suffers nothing from laziness."
-Proverbs 31:10-12: "Who can find a virtuous and capable wife? She is more precious than rubies. Her husband can trust her, and she will greatly enrich his life. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life."
I think the last one is my favorite. I pray everyday that I am the helpmate to my husband that God designed me to be. I struggle so much. Today's world says to be your OWN woman, your OWN person, but I find much comfort know that I am my husband's!!!!
What more joy could you have, knowing that you belong to someone? Knowing that you enrich some one's life, and that you are more precious that rubies!!!!!!! I belong to Papa Rooster!!! I love that my identity is found through him. I love being MRS. PAPA ROOSTER. I don't want to exist on my own.
Thank you God for the chance to be a wife. Perfect me so that I may bring honor to my husband, all while serving you.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Rockin' an a Sangin'
Work is slow this morning and I have caught myself rocking and humming at my desk. No, not loud enough to bother anyone, but like I would rocking the baby at night. I love to sing, although I don't do it so well. I know the bible says to make a joyful noise unto the Lord, but mine, well, we'll just say it definitely qualifies as noise.
But as off-key and "noisy" as it may be, my Chicken Little seems to enjoy it just fine. Every time I hold her I have to rock and sing. I love bedtime because it's our quiet time together. She's swaddled tightly, snuggled down close in mommy's arms, eyes closed and listening to me hum or sing.
I often find that I can't remember the words to the songs, so I do one of three things. I either sing the same part over and over, I hum the missing pieces, or I just make up my own words.
These are a few of the songs we do sing:
1. Jesus love me. (Who doesn't enjoy this one?)
2. He's got the whole world in His hands. (I make up my own parts to this one, such as: "He's got the little baby _____, in His hands....")
3. You are my sunshine. (I remember my mom teaching me this one when I was young. And besides, Chicken Little is the light of my life.)
4. Over the Rainbow. (You know the song Judy Garland sings in Wizard of Oz. I can't remember all the words, so I just repeat the ones I do until I'm sick of hearing them...lol.)
5. Beauty and the Beast. (This one I can never remember the words to, but I hum it all the same. It's one of my favorite Disney movies.)
I also love to sing some of the hymns from church.
6. Shall we gather at the river. (This is the only song I've ever heard my great-grandmother sing. I even request this one at 5th Sunday night sings.)
Plus we sing all the classics.
7. I hum "Brahms Lullaby"
8. Hush little baby.
9. Rock-a-bye baby.
10. Twinkle little star.
Sometimes, even after she's drifted off, I still sit holding her, humming or singing away off-key, probably even off note, but I know these moments will pass too quickly, so I keep rockin' an a sangin', on and on and on.
Do you sing to your children? What do you sing? Which is your favorite?
But as off-key and "noisy" as it may be, my Chicken Little seems to enjoy it just fine. Every time I hold her I have to rock and sing. I love bedtime because it's our quiet time together. She's swaddled tightly, snuggled down close in mommy's arms, eyes closed and listening to me hum or sing.
I often find that I can't remember the words to the songs, so I do one of three things. I either sing the same part over and over, I hum the missing pieces, or I just make up my own words.
These are a few of the songs we do sing:
1. Jesus love me. (Who doesn't enjoy this one?)
2. He's got the whole world in His hands. (I make up my own parts to this one, such as: "He's got the little baby _____, in His hands....")
3. You are my sunshine. (I remember my mom teaching me this one when I was young. And besides, Chicken Little is the light of my life.)
4. Over the Rainbow. (You know the song Judy Garland sings in Wizard of Oz. I can't remember all the words, so I just repeat the ones I do until I'm sick of hearing them...lol.)
5. Beauty and the Beast. (This one I can never remember the words to, but I hum it all the same. It's one of my favorite Disney movies.)
I also love to sing some of the hymns from church.
6. Shall we gather at the river. (This is the only song I've ever heard my great-grandmother sing. I even request this one at 5th Sunday night sings.)
Plus we sing all the classics.
7. I hum "Brahms Lullaby"
8. Hush little baby.
9. Rock-a-bye baby.
10. Twinkle little star.
Sometimes, even after she's drifted off, I still sit holding her, humming or singing away off-key, probably even off note, but I know these moments will pass too quickly, so I keep rockin' an a sangin', on and on and on.
Do you sing to your children? What do you sing? Which is your favorite?
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Getting Somethig Done
Work is slow today. It looks so dreary outside, so the day is creeping by. As I sit here awaiting the phone to ring, with absolutely nothing else going on, I'm reminded of all the things that await me at home. I have a TO DO list about a mile long, and I just can't seem to get anything marked off. I feel so guilty when I sit here at work (doing much of nothing) while there is so much to do at home.
Chicken Little has slept so well for the past two nights. Monday night she went down around 8 and slept until 4am. I didn't mind getting up with her, and I actually stayed up after that. Then last night, she was a bit ill. She's got a bit of this crud...just the stuffy nose. She finally gave it up around 7:30 and slept until 2:30 then went back down until 5. She was so peaceful went she got up this morning, smiling and cooing at mommy and daddy.
After supper, while she was sleeping, I should have worked more on my TO DO list, but for some reason I just can't get it done. I have been extremely fatigued for the past week or so. I feel almost exactly like I did when I first got pregnant...but I know for a fact that's not the case. I'm so tired in the evenings that I'm ready for bed by 8pm, and most of the time never make it past 9:30. Lately I've been asleep before Papa Rooster can get back from checking the chickens for the last time. I think I'll mention this fatigue to Dr. T tomorrow during my appointment.
This is my TO DO list that I can't seem to accomplish. My house is in dire need of Mama Hen's attention!!!!! Know of a good maid service? :)
1. Wash clothes. (washed one load last night)
2. Fold and put away laundry. (the desk next to the washing machine is beginning to buckle under the weight of our unfolded clothes. And I know Papa Rooster is tired of searching through the massive pile for a clean pair of underwear.)
3. Wash dishes. (I actually start this nightly, but never seem to finish. I get through the bottles and glasses and most of the plates, bowls and silverware, but can't quite make it to the pots and pans.)
4. Sweep kitchen. (at this time we could really use an inside dog to take care of the bits and pieces that are scattered across the floor. And "No Thank you" to ya'll at the Preacher's house. We have enough dogs thank you. It was just a thought, that's all....)
5. Change sheets on bed. Our bed that is. (this really needs to be done. There is no telling how many creatures are sleeping with us at night right now. But as tired as I've been lately, I'll gladly share, even scoot over for that matter. Just don't make me change the sheets }:0 )
6. Sweep laundry room floor. (I'm ashamed to say, but I'm glad we don't have much unexpected company sometimes, or they would have to trudge through the chicken litter piled up at the back door.)
Oh, and that reminds me, tomorrow is trash day. I need to empty the diaper genie and all the trash cans so Papa Rooster and take the trash out. So I guess that's number seven! And tonight is church night, so good luck house.
I'll go home, attempt some sort of supper, attend church, head back home, put baby to sleep, and sigh, because once again, I sleep in my
Chicken Little has slept so well for the past two nights. Monday night she went down around 8 and slept until 4am. I didn't mind getting up with her, and I actually stayed up after that. Then last night, she was a bit ill. She's got a bit of this crud...just the stuffy nose. She finally gave it up around 7:30 and slept until 2:30 then went back down until 5. She was so peaceful went she got up this morning, smiling and cooing at mommy and daddy.
After supper, while she was sleeping, I should have worked more on my TO DO list, but for some reason I just can't get it done. I have been extremely fatigued for the past week or so. I feel almost exactly like I did when I first got pregnant...but I know for a fact that's not the case. I'm so tired in the evenings that I'm ready for bed by 8pm, and most of the time never make it past 9:30. Lately I've been asleep before Papa Rooster can get back from checking the chickens for the last time. I think I'll mention this fatigue to Dr. T tomorrow during my appointment.
This is my TO DO list that I can't seem to accomplish. My house is in dire need of Mama Hen's attention!!!!! Know of a good maid service? :)
1. Wash clothes. (washed one load last night)
2. Fold and put away laundry. (the desk next to the washing machine is beginning to buckle under the weight of our unfolded clothes. And I know Papa Rooster is tired of searching through the massive pile for a clean pair of underwear.)
3. Wash dishes. (I actually start this nightly, but never seem to finish. I get through the bottles and glasses and most of the plates, bowls and silverware, but can't quite make it to the pots and pans.)
4. Sweep kitchen. (at this time we could really use an inside dog to take care of the bits and pieces that are scattered across the floor. And "No Thank you" to ya'll at the Preacher's house. We have enough dogs thank you. It was just a thought, that's all....)
5. Change sheets on bed. Our bed that is. (this really needs to be done. There is no telling how many creatures are sleeping with us at night right now. But as tired as I've been lately, I'll gladly share, even scoot over for that matter. Just don't make me change the sheets }:0 )
6. Sweep laundry room floor. (I'm ashamed to say, but I'm glad we don't have much unexpected company sometimes, or they would have to trudge through the chicken litter piled up at the back door.)
Oh, and that reminds me, tomorrow is trash day. I need to empty the diaper genie and all the trash cans so Papa Rooster and take the trash out. So I guess that's number seven! And tonight is church night, so good luck house.
I'll go home, attempt some sort of supper, attend church, head back home, put baby to sleep, and sigh, because once again, I sleep in my
Sanctification of Marriage
What is happening to marriages today? It's like it no longer exists. Working with the public on a day to day basis I see it all. People moving in together. They're not married and she's ready to pop. Or they're coming in to change accounts because of divorce. Marriage is no longer sacred.
Here's just a few statistics for you:
36.8% of Alabamian children were born to unmarried women in 2006. In the year 2004, 42,537 marriages were documented in Alabama. In the same year over half that number of divorces were documented. 22,405 to be exact. 1,107 of those couples had been married less than a year, and 155 of those had been married 40+ years.
How do you decide after 10, 15, or even 20 years of marriage that you're through? That's it. I'm no longer doing this. I couldn't begin to imagine that. Starting completely over. It just doesn't seem logical. I can't imagine stopping now after only 4 years, much less after 40+ years!!!!
Society no longer takes marriage seriously. Common law marriage is taking over. "Just live together like you're married. All you others have is a piece of paper." I hate to tell people, I entered in a covenant under God with this man. I took vows that I would remain with him and loyal to him until "death do us part". Boy would people be in trouble if we made them take their vows seriously!!!!
Marriage is so easy to "get out of". It's treated like jury duty...lol. What can I do to get out of it? Surely I can think of something....
When Papa Rooster and I were planning our wedding many people told me that each person needed to give 50%. I'm assuming they meant each gives 50, and 2 times 50 is 100. That's not going to get it. If 50% from each partner makes a "pretty good" marriage, just think of how AWESOME it can be if both give 100%!!!!! This is what it actually takes.
Mrs. Norman Peale described it best in her book "The Adventure of Being a Wife".
When asked the question "Why can't a man-woman relationship be just a meaningful outside of marriage as in it", she states the following:
It doesn't have the key ingredients. It doesn't have the commitment. It doesn't have the permanence. It can never achieve the depth that comes from total sharing, from working together toward the common goals year after year, from knowing that you're playing the game for keeps. Do you think my husband and I have achieved the relationship we have just by thinking happy thoughts or waving a wand? Don't be absurd! We fought for this relationship! We hammered it out on the anvil of joy and sorrow, of pain and problems--yes, at times, of course discouragement and disagreement. But we never thought of marriage as a trap. We thought of it as a privilege. And there's quiet a difference!"
I think that's really well put. She also states some reason for divorce. It's not your whole "irreconcilable differences" speech.
"To begin with, a lot of people who get divorced quit to easily. They give up without a fight, because they don't know that what they have is worth fighting for. They give up because they've been allowed to think that everything will be moonlight and roses, when actually it isn't. They give up because unconsciously they've come into the marriage with an escape route already planned, via the divorce court, if everything isn't automatically just dandy. That's one reason why one out of every 4 marriages winds up on the rocks.
Another reason it that women involved aren't using their heads. In this whole area of human relations, women are smarter than men. They ought to be able to study their man, figure out what his needs are, what makes him tick. They ought to help him know where he wants to go. They ought to be able to anticipate trouble and head it off. They ought to be brainy enough and sexy enough to hold a husband. But a lot of them are not, mainly because they're too lazy or too spoiled, or too busy thinking about themselves and what they're getting or not getting our of their marriages.
And the third reason is that too many people go around degrading marriage these days. It has become a favorite indoor sport. The result is that wherever I go young married women come up to me and bewail their fate. They've been brainwashed into thinking that they're caught in an unrewarding, unstimulating, unchallenging, drag existence. Sometimes I feel like taking them by the shoulders and shaking them. 'Wake up!' I want to tell them, 'Get with it! Here you are, right in the middle of the most fascinating role a woman can play and you don't even know it!'"
I think she just about covered it all.
Here's just a few statistics for you:
36.8% of Alabamian children were born to unmarried women in 2006. In the year 2004, 42,537 marriages were documented in Alabama. In the same year over half that number of divorces were documented. 22,405 to be exact. 1,107 of those couples had been married less than a year, and 155 of those had been married 40+ years.
How do you decide after 10, 15, or even 20 years of marriage that you're through? That's it. I'm no longer doing this. I couldn't begin to imagine that. Starting completely over. It just doesn't seem logical. I can't imagine stopping now after only 4 years, much less after 40+ years!!!!
Society no longer takes marriage seriously. Common law marriage is taking over. "Just live together like you're married. All you others have is a piece of paper." I hate to tell people, I entered in a covenant under God with this man. I took vows that I would remain with him and loyal to him until "death do us part". Boy would people be in trouble if we made them take their vows seriously!!!!
Marriage is so easy to "get out of". It's treated like jury duty...lol. What can I do to get out of it? Surely I can think of something....
When Papa Rooster and I were planning our wedding many people told me that each person needed to give 50%. I'm assuming they meant each gives 50, and 2 times 50 is 100. That's not going to get it. If 50% from each partner makes a "pretty good" marriage, just think of how AWESOME it can be if both give 100%!!!!! This is what it actually takes.
Mrs. Norman Peale described it best in her book "The Adventure of Being a Wife".
When asked the question "Why can't a man-woman relationship be just a meaningful outside of marriage as in it", she states the following:
It doesn't have the key ingredients. It doesn't have the commitment. It doesn't have the permanence. It can never achieve the depth that comes from total sharing, from working together toward the common goals year after year, from knowing that you're playing the game for keeps. Do you think my husband and I have achieved the relationship we have just by thinking happy thoughts or waving a wand? Don't be absurd! We fought for this relationship! We hammered it out on the anvil of joy and sorrow, of pain and problems--yes, at times, of course discouragement and disagreement. But we never thought of marriage as a trap. We thought of it as a privilege. And there's quiet a difference!"
I think that's really well put. She also states some reason for divorce. It's not your whole "irreconcilable differences" speech.
"To begin with, a lot of people who get divorced quit to easily. They give up without a fight, because they don't know that what they have is worth fighting for. They give up because they've been allowed to think that everything will be moonlight and roses, when actually it isn't. They give up because unconsciously they've come into the marriage with an escape route already planned, via the divorce court, if everything isn't automatically just dandy. That's one reason why one out of every 4 marriages winds up on the rocks.
Another reason it that women involved aren't using their heads. In this whole area of human relations, women are smarter than men. They ought to be able to study their man, figure out what his needs are, what makes him tick. They ought to help him know where he wants to go. They ought to be able to anticipate trouble and head it off. They ought to be brainy enough and sexy enough to hold a husband. But a lot of them are not, mainly because they're too lazy or too spoiled, or too busy thinking about themselves and what they're getting or not getting our of their marriages.
And the third reason is that too many people go around degrading marriage these days. It has become a favorite indoor sport. The result is that wherever I go young married women come up to me and bewail their fate. They've been brainwashed into thinking that they're caught in an unrewarding, unstimulating, unchallenging, drag existence. Sometimes I feel like taking them by the shoulders and shaking them. 'Wake up!' I want to tell them, 'Get with it! Here you are, right in the middle of the most fascinating role a woman can play and you don't even know it!'"
I think she just about covered it all.
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